{"id":53897,"date":"2024-12-22T05:00:39","date_gmt":"2024-12-22T04:00:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/?p=53897"},"modified":"2026-04-05T20:11:27","modified_gmt":"2026-04-05T19:11:27","slug":"stars-compostela","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/stars-compostela.html","title":{"rendered":"The Stars of Compostela"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Member of a civil community of bushwhacker<\/span>s from the South Morvan, Bourgogne, Jehan comes out of his native forest, approaching a Cistercian abbey. Soon enlisted in the team of the Companions builders – the mysterious Children of Master Jacques and the Pedauques – he becomes a brother builder on the construction sites of cathedrals.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn his masterpiece Les chemins de Compostelle<\/em>, Henri Vincenot describes the vision he had of a previous life in the skin of an uneducated boy, Jehan the bushwhacker<\/span>. Through some excerpts from his fabulous book, I give you here a glimpse of the treasures of sacred knowledge that this visionary writer has found.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jehan aka Le Tonnerre<\/a>The Thunder<\/span> will become a Companion builder who discovers one by one all the medieval secrets, from a very ancient knowledge that we are struggling to admit today. Vincenot of Burgundy is in this long ago setting as if at home. Isn\u2019t he the Pope of Snails?<\/a>Title of his most famous novel<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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The author<\/h4>\n

\"\"Henri Vincenot is a French artist, writer, painter and sculptor. Born in 1912 in Dijon 8 rue des Perri\u00e8res, in the railway district near the station, Henri Vincenot spent his childhood in a family of railway employees. He died in the same city in 1985.<\/span><\/p>\n

My comments are in this color,<\/span> “and the text of Vincenot like this.”<\/em><\/p>\n

\nThe Community<\/h4>\n

“They were there lined up on either side of the big table, which they had cut in a big oak split in half. In the thickness of the wood they had cut out some kind of holes, each one his own, where the women poured food. After the meal, they washed it all off with a big bucket of ash laundry. That\u2019s how they did the dishes in the community.”<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

I arrived in Brittany in 1953. I was four years old. The farmhouse bought by my parents was in its medieval juice. On the clay floor, the mice trotted from crumb to crumb. The table was like that of the squirters. Thick as a beam, it was carved six holes on its perimeter.<\/span><\/p>\n

Above, a block of sea salt hung from a large hook. The food was not salty, so each guest stood up to rub his tongue on the salt clod.<\/span><\/p>\n

Needless to say, we did not follow this custom. As a good Parisian, Papa nailed an isorel on the table to place our plates. But he told that story to all our visitors for years.<\/span><\/p>\n

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The Mire<\/h4>\n

\"\"“-We have to get the scope.<\/em>
\nHe was a man who, in the village, cured people by charging for his science. He had good recipes against all the ills.<\/em>
\n-Here, Jehan, take this beast. Tie his wings and legs and bring him quickly to the sights, he has an elixir against these pains.<\/em>
\nJehan was already on the threshold and he was leaving with a good step when Thibault\u2019s daughter, Reine, jumped. “<\/em>I\u2019m going with you!”<\/em><\/p>\n

They came to the target and gave him the hen.<\/em>
\n– I can\u2019t move my foot or my paw, so I can\u2019t go to your neighborhood. But tell me how he feels, I\u2019ll give you what\u2019s right for him.<\/em>
\n-I see, I see,” he said when they had explained. “It is a stone that cannot come out of him.” Give him this: a spoonful at dawn, a spoonful at morning, a spoonful at mass, a spoonful at vespers, a spoonful at compline!<\/em><\/p>\n

And he gave them a large flask full of a thick amber liquid. They looked in it and found that there was a famous balm, that by breathing it one felt cured of all the pains past, present and future.”<\/em><\/p>\n

In the Middle Ages, a mire, phonetic evolution of the Latin medicus, is a doctor, a surgeon, or an apothecary. Those who exercised these three occupations were called indiscriminately mire. The feminine of the mire is a miress.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Before Christ<\/h4>\n

“When he arrived at the monks they were all at work, but under an abalone the Prophet was in great discussion with three white monks and the Father Abbot. The Prophet was agitated:<\/em><\/p>\n

\"\"-I am sick and tired of your Greeks and Romans! You say, one cannot make a fart that has not been made twice by them! And the Hebrews! And the Bible! But long before Christ, there was a Revelation superior to that of Israel<\/a>, my little brothers! It did not come from the East, but from the West! And the Druids<\/a> received it from the God of the Seas<\/a>, that is to say, it came from the other side!<\/em><\/p>\n

And if you want to know, it is through the Druids that Pythagoras<\/a> and Plato<\/a> learned everything! And the Companions you have there, know how to square the circle…”<\/em><\/p>\n

The God of the Seas is not necessarily the Greek Neptune, it is rather a famous Celtic navigator from Hyperborea<\/a>, who has made the round of the earth at the head of a powerful squadron, that of the Peoples of the Sea<\/a>.<\/span><\/p>\n\n

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Wherever this conqueror<\/a> has gone, he has left the memory of a formidable warrior, an exemplary administrator and a giant of great wisdom.<\/span><\/p>\n

His name was Druid Ramos<\/a>. But he had as many names as he had lives<\/a>. Ram the Aries of Armor<\/a> stood up to the all-powerful druidesses<\/a> before becoming a Son of the Sun<\/a> under the name of Ra the Egyptian<\/a> and reigning prince in India<\/a> under the name of Rama, finally in Tibet, under the name of Lama<\/a>, he founded the Lamaism that will become Buddhism<\/a>. He is the first mythical Buddha, a black Buddha<\/a>.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"\"The other side<\/em> to which the Prophet refers could be America<\/a>, a continent that Rama the Negro has also pacified. For my part, I believe that this other side refers to the place of origin of the former gods<\/a>, namely Hyperborea<\/a>, their gigantic mother ship, coming from the Great Bear<\/a>.<\/span><\/p>\n

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The square of the circle<\/h4>\n

“More interested than they wanted to appear, the Fathers approached him:<\/em>
\n– The square of the circle, you say?<\/em>
\n– Yes: the transition from round table to square table!<\/em>
\n– We would be curious to see that!<\/em>
\n– It\u2019s simple, said the Prophet. You expand the circumference to have the length. This length will be the base for a triangle whose height equals the radius of the circle.\u00a0<\/em>
\n– But the square table, how do you get it?<\/em>
\n– How, from this triangle, can we obtain a square of the same surface? What use is it to have Saint Benedict as your teacher? Go ask your abbot, he knows it as well as he knows the Dendrophore Cross, the Celtic Cross, our cross, much earlier than that of Christ!<\/a>“<\/em><\/p>\n

It is the cross with four equal branches, showing the plan of the four quarters of Atlantis or Hyperborea. Read The origin of the cross<\/a>.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\"\"Devil\u2019s numbers<\/h4>\n

“We have you enroll the icosahedron in a cube. Good. We calculate the length of a entrait or a crossbow. Good! The mysteries of the Celtic cross and the essential symbols of our ancestors are put into your skull. Very well, you are taught how to build the vault. Perfect! This is our Revelation. It is necessary to continue the regeneration of man.”<\/em><\/p>\n

In geometry, an icosahedron is a 3-dimensional solid of the polyhedron family containing exactly twenty faces. The prefix icosa-, of Greek origin, means \u201ctwenty\u201d. There are many twenty-sided polyhedra but the one used by medieval builders was the convex regular icosahedron that can be seen on the image.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Numbers? He never used any. Perhaps there was one somewhere, but Jehan had never met any in the community, and it seemed that neither Gallo nor l’Oiselet had seen it. Man can perfectly live, create and procreate without a number. The figure is a devil\u2019s invention. It is certainly the fruit of the forbidden tree. And the kitchens that can be made by combining them are deadly poison.<\/em><\/p>\n

As for this science, which the Arabs dared to bring from their land to scorpions, and which is called “al djebra”, it is the semen of the devil.”<\/em><\/p>\n

\"\"The master builder of medieval yards was very well without any calculation. He had his cane, which he used as a measure, carrying it back as many times as necessary. He knew how to make mysterious alignments, used compass and ruler. With a double vision or subtle vision, he could discern the energy strata rising from the ground. These tools are those of the druids. They were more than enough to build cathedrals.<\/span><\/p>\n

There is kind of ferocity — and even real ferocity — in the words of the Prophet to the Arabs. Let us not forget that at that time the Arabs were conquerors of an advanced civilization, as evidenced by the palaces and mosques they built in Spain. And if Charles Martel had not stopped them in Poitiers in 732, medieval France would have been Arabic.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Mystic Masons<\/h4>\n

“- We find quite naturally, in our fellow builders<\/a>of the Middle Ages<\/span> the persistence of concerns of druidism!<\/em>
\n– We know nothing yet of the organization of the companionship under the Roman occupation? says the father abbot.<\/em>
\n– You may not know anything about yourself, because you only ask questions of the Latin texts. But I know well by oral tradition that it existed here in Autun, at your blessed time,several millennia before our era! an Order of Builders which included the Dendrophores or carpenters, the Centonaires or mystic masons, and the Fabres or locksmiths. It came from the depths of the temptsseveral millennia before our time! and has continued until us.”<\/em><\/p>\n

I have dealt with these subjects in the article:\u00a0 We are not born in Greece<\/a>.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\n\"\"Saint Bernard<\/h4>\n

“- Bernard de Fontaine? Is it a Grand Passant<\/a>? Yes, I think so! My brothers think that the Grand Passants are all dead and there is none left, that these great missionaries who announce the renunciation have disappeared, or that if he presents himself, they are granted in a small corner of the soul a blessing in words and pfuitt! We go back to the food, the cheesecake and the prevarication.”<\/em><\/p>\n

Bernard de Fontaine, abbot of Clairvaux, born in 1090 at Fontaine-l\u00e8s-Dijon and died in 1153 at the abbey of Clairvaux, is a Burgundian monk, reformer of religious life and Catholic saint. Saint Bernard of Clairvaux was the most striking individual in the medieval church and one of the most active and important men of the 12th century.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Merlin and Viviane<\/h4>\n

“You see what they have done to Merlin<\/a>? A libidinous old man, when he is the prince of Knowledge. And Viviane? You see what they did to Viviane<\/a>? A rotten whore, when she is our shining symbol of the intelligence which Merlin, by wisdom and knowledge, has come to deserve love.”<\/em><\/p>\n

\"\"When Merlin was old, at the fountain of Barenton in Broc\u00e9liande, he met Viviane forty years his younger, says the Legend of the Grail<\/a> according to Chr\u00e9tien de Troyes.<\/span><\/p>\n

Merlin was not a druid, contrary to what is widely reported. The druids belonged to the Boar clan, while Merlin was from the Wolf clan. He was a master passant<\/a> and bore the title of enchanter<\/a>.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Poverty and Contempt<\/h4>\n

“Those who struggle to lift the veil<\/a> that men have spread over the law of causes and effects are doomed to poverty. Those who have a passion for the beyond<\/span>, those who neglect the ordinary things of life… That is also the rule, that they be despised.”<\/em><\/p>\n

Beyond Appearance<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n

Beyond Reality<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n

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The veil of Isis makes humans blind to transcendence, it makes them take the bladders for lanterns and trivial knowledge for sacred knowledge. Wealth kills the inner flame. So the truth seekers<\/a> turn away from it, they have no other choice. And that\u2019s good. Yes, poverty is fine with us.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

So understand the spirit in which I am seeking your financial assistance. It is certainly not to enrich myself. I am reluctant to do so, the god of the time<\/a> compels me.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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\"\"Templars and Cathedrals<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n