In dismissing Alcamayn and Setos, he said:
“Send the couriers from the lands of the Mayax and of Mexi to me in the
early morning. I will have all their sayings engrossed on parchment and
read in the temple.
“Let our brethren know this.”
After a deep sleep of exhaustion, Yermah arose at early dawn and went
into the private sanctuary. Before he crossed its portals his attention
was attracted by a ray of light near his feet. Looking closely, he saw
it was a pentagram graven on mica. It had two points on the side toward
him, and placed so—it was a charm to repel evil.
Picking it up, he noticed that the reverse side had a circle for the
sun, a crescent for the moon, a winged caduceus for Mercury, a sword for
Mars, a hieroglyph for Venus, and a scythe for Saturn. The glyph was in
the center, and interlaced with it was the word “Azoth.”
A scrap of paper catching the Dorado’s eye, he stooped and picked up
Akaza’s will. After giving minute directions about finding the
manuscript and sacred relics hidden in the cave at Ingharep, it said:
I who am old and weary of the world sink into its dust. But I swear by
him who sleeps at Aision that never did I not exist, nor will any one
of us hereafter cease to be—though in this body thou wilt never see me
again.
Farewell, my beloved! When thou hast mastered the pentagram, that
sublime figure whose geometrical form connects the five senses of man
with the throne of creative power, thou wilt fully realize that that
which we hold as evil is in reality the greatest good.
Farewell, beloved! Treasure the five-pointed star, and meditate
continually upon its teachings. Fear not. The promise to return to thy
native land shall be made good to thee when the times and seasons are
propitious. When the inner spirit prompts thee, go. Thou wilt find a
pentagram of similar make in the right spot. Let the seal of silence
be on thy lips. May thy courage wax and grow strong as a lion. Though
absent from the body, yet I am with thee always. Thou art my successor
in all things. Wear the mantle of authority as if the All-seeing Eye
were bent upon thee continually.
Farewell, my best beloved! May that formless entity whose presence is
everywhere felt, yet never comprehended, guide and bless thee always.