had the feeling that time had stopped the Transmuting
base metals into gold does not mean your search more intoxicating, at least this undeniable fact and not focused in only one circumstance in itself against the mysterious Philosopher's Stone. It was the elixir of immortality snatched the basis of its peremptory and final breath. Corella, who more than once came close to death prompted an investigation by recalcitrant, consumed in times of profound ecstasy lots of jade powder, ginseng tea and mixed with strange-looking substances and precious metals prepared in the solitude of his inviolable room in the monastery of the Franciscans in Oxford.
But, in the same way that the practice of transmutation of lead into gold was often a secret chemical and circumscribed symbolic spiritual transformation of man, knew that conferred immortality elixir was not always the answer eternal life in the proper sense, if not consciousness transported through an inherent power beyond the tangible space and time. Pamela
stopped reading just a moment to realize that outside on the beach, the midday sun was on its zenith, his body shuddered to hear the clock struck twelve with an echo reverberated noise impact on the classroom walls was the feeling that time had stopped. To some extent this timeless awe instantly transported her to the place and the fact that text images masterfully recreated in imagination.
Against the blue waters of the Mediterranean, near the mouth of the cave, Melissa sees how far reaching the four initiates Corella has called to fulfill the Great Learning Hermetic. The girl without a word climbing deftly sly Rock followed by Eliphas the Magnificent, famous physicist, theologian and medical Polish. Behind him, taciturn and cautious, almost astride the subject roots among the rocks scale the parapet of the cave, the wise astrologer Memphis Cosme dropping in its wake, pebbles and sand Arnaldo evade the Swiss philosopher with his accurate movements body. At the end of the human spine lost in the bush full of rock and branches, ascends the bluff Jonathan Von Debra, the Alchemist Siciliano virtuoso who had recently regained his freedom after a painful exile in a convent in Paris. The long passage
surprises visitors with its stunning beauty and grim full of epics, art and mysticism. The Magister Corella welcomes foreign scholars in the infamous gallery of the bodies where they remain locked forty-five days and nights between corner cabinets full of books that meet the hidden and mysterious science that keeps the Great secret that only they are able to decipher. The five men move stealthy light and the tables crowded with flasks, crucibles, retorts and lots of spoons and tongs stacked between glazed earthenware and numerous stills awaiting the action of the play together with mortar. On the ground there are many scattered bellows with shelves crammed with containers of sulfur powder, vinegar, urine, arsenic, animal oil, silver, gold, salt, alum, burnt, and mercury, among other rare substances to be discharged and wisely developed in the long-necked vitriol with spatulas and wooden sticks, waiting with sublime vessels causing unhealthy fumes heat from the stove off rap.
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