A golden age? Come now, we live in a dec­ad­ent, fallen, ter­rible age, this is no golden age, no heav­en, but rather some hellish age of iron. Noth­ing but suf­fer­ing, lim­it­a­tion, want and misery. And often suf­fer­ing or trial arrives in the guise of joy and oppor­tun­ity. Hap­pi­ness sel­dom puts on the garb of suf­fer­ing…

It is as if man were an etern­al cap­tive – cap­tive to his lim­it­a­tions, his suf­fer­ings, his habits and his vain hopes. No won­der man would rather seek obli­vi­on – but for­get­ting the chains and bars is not yet free­dom.

The wise say that in the finite world of mat­ter even etern­al cap­tiv­ity has its lim­its. If this cap­tiv­ity were truly etern­al and final, then man would have no chance of lib­er­a­tion, then the law would tri­umph over grace and com­pas­sion. But what if this etern­al cap­tiv­ity is finite after all? What if it lasts only as long as man delib­er­ately chooses dark­ness? As long as he wants the gloom of illu­sion instead of the divine light? As long as he is at the mercy of the mirage? Many assure us: as soon as the soul turns towards the light, its bonds begin to loosen. The truss­ing rope of fate, karma and sin begins to come undone, the pro­cess of enlight­en­ment sets in, and one day man reaches the per­fectly pure state of con­scious­ness. He may jour­ney on through life­times, but in the end he reaches his goal. To con­quer time – this is man's duty.

The mater­i­al uni­verse is shaped by only a few factors: space and time, inform­a­tion and karma, that is, the chain of cause and effect. Space and time form a cos­mic con­tinuum, and the sep­ar­ate seg­ments of space are in the care of its prin­cip­al play­ers: the gods of the plan­ets, the guard­i­ans of the dir­ec­tions, and on a small scale the lords of coun­tries and the heads of fam­il­ies.

Today time is stolen from man by the enter­tain­ment industry and ruled by his­tor­i­ans and politi­cians, and on the occult level by less­er mys­tics, for know­ledge of the past, the present and the future is only a first level among the mys­tic­al powers.

Sci­ence strives to pos­sess inform­a­tion, yet what people know is ruled rather by opin­ion-makers and the mass media. In days of old this lay in the hands of the clergy, who in their Sunday ser­mons told people what was hap­pen­ing in the world, and how they ought to behave.

On the cos­mic level the store­house of inform­a­tion is the Akash­ic Record, the field of inform­a­tion hid­den behind the veil of the cos­mos. In other words, it is the mil­lion coded man­tras of super­nat­ur­al meta-know­ledge, which determ­ine all the back­ground inform­a­tion of each cycle of cre­ation, the mode of exist­ence of the whole uni­verse.

Space in the hands of politi­cians, time in the grip of enter­tain­ment, inform­a­tion with the lords of data stor­age – as if every ele­ment of the uni­verse had fallen under false influ­ence. But what of karma? Can karma, too, be usurped? It seems there is no shad­ow-force that can over­rule karma… it strikes when its time is come. Man for­gets, karma does not for­get.

If you are con­scious of space and time, of inform­a­tion and karma, then even in a dis­in­teg­rat­ing and dec­ad­ent age the bright golden age of spir­itu­al growth can be real­ised. At least on a small scale.