Lucifer's Court: A Heretic's Journey in Search of the Light Bringers
Otto Rahn
Language: English
Pages: 258
ISBN: B0057GR58M
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Rahn’s personal diary from his travels as occult investigator for the Third Reich
• First English translation of the author’s journeys in search of a Nordic equivalent to Mt. Sinai
• Explains why Lucifer the Light Bringer, god of the heretics, is a positive figure
Otto Rahn’s lifelong search for the Grail brought him to the attention of the SS leader Himmler, who shared his esoteric interests. Induced by Himmler to become the chief investigator of the occult for the Nazis, Rahn traveled throughout Europe--from Spain to Iceland--in the mid 1930s pursuing leads to the Grail and other mysteries. Lucifer’s Court is the travel diary he kept while searching for “the ghosts of the pagans and heretics who were [his] ancestors.” It was during this time that Rahn grasped the positive role Lucifer plays in these forbidden religions as the bearer of true illumination, similar to Apollo and other sun gods in pagan worship.
This journey was also one of self-discovery for Rahn. He found such a faithful echo of his own innermost beliefs in the lives of the heretics of the past that he eventually called himself a Cathar and nurtured ambitions of restoring that faith, which had been cruelly destroyed in the fires of the Inquisition. His journeys on assignment for the Reich--including researching an alleged entrance to Hollow Earth in Iceland and searching for the true mission of Lucifer in the caves of southern France that served as refuge for the Cathars during the Inquisition--also led to his disenchantment with his employers and his mysterious death in the mountains after his break with the Nazis.
Phoenicians, sniffing gold in the mountains of Pyrene, established an important trading post here. Expelled by the Greeks, however, they had to abandon their settlements. Portus Veneris, Port of Venus, is the old name. In the gray days of prehistory, roving seafarers traveled across the seas. They were Greeks whose hometown was Argos,⁴³ and they landed in a Port of Venus. Their journey had a singular purpose: They wanted to take the wool from a sacred ram—the golden fleece—back to the sun island
within mankind. That is a goal and purpose of history. On Judgment Day, Jesus Christ takes for himself all dominion, separating the chosen ones from those who are eternally condemned. Opening the first book of Moses to the fourth and fifth chapters, I read this: And Adam knew Eve his wife; and she conceived, and bare Cain, and said, I have gotten a man from the LORD. And she again bare his brother Abel. And it came to pass, when they were in the field, that Cain rose up against Abel his
along the way, as the path winds through a forest of dark, Swiss stone pines. Now and then, it is possible to spot the gleam of the distant snowfields of the Adamell Mountains between their tattered branches. In one place, the path curves around a water trough for livestock and thirsty forest birds. At long last, I arrive, looking toward heaven past the elongated towers of Rose Garden Peak as it stands alone, with that intangible nobility that is revealed only on the lonely summits of great
remains of the monastery of Laurisham-Lorsch, near where we find a memorial for the victims of the world war. Siegfried is also said to rest there, if this godlike warrior was a man of flesh and blood. In fact, the designation rose garden was commonly used in earlier times for a cemetery. As I only recently became aware, such a rose garden and cuttings from a rose hedge were “essential to a ritual consecrated to the thunder god Donar-Thor for the cremation of the dead by firethorn.” In this way,
and passed by Maastricht, it was outfitted with mast and sail, and in Saint Trond near Lüttich the weavers of the town guarded their ship day and night, filling it with all kinds of equipment—though what exactly it was filled with has not been passed down. Minstrels then encircled it and struck up a dance. The merry chaos lasted twelve days, until finally the authorities intervened. They dared not burn or otherwise destroy the ship in the belief that “the place, even if only ash were to remain of