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Greetings I see no point in your response. What possible difference could it make to you what language my children know? If you haven't read all the "stuff" as you call it how can you profess to know what my real world is? Anyway, all is going in accordance to the plans of the King. He's not planning on spreading in any manner you conceive. Rather, his growth with the commanded Priesthood starts in English speaking countries first. Perhaps the entire idea is to make sure the Priesthood is stable before the next phase of the operation. I am, of course, spectualing to a certain extent, since only the King knows the real plans he has for the future of Armenia. My real purpose, is not to be a spokesman for these royals, but to present everything to Armenians who will understand what he has been given. I think the Oracle deserves great understanding and spiritual insight. Keep in mind, that I exist within my own mansions, and my interest is not any conversion in any sense. I have studied the Oracle, and what he has presented and see no other avenues that future Armenians will take. It simply a matter of time before the Royals are accepted by the true elite that exist within the body of Armenian citizenship. You cannot alter the changes that have occurred since he was made prophet. I'm no longer surprised by the would be prentenious camp and remarks on this message board. All this is perfectly normal when a new Government body is promoting issues that have been overdo for observation. By the way, I writing the Diplomant and the King, and I'll try to present more material as time goes on. Let me thank all those who have shown compassion and love privately to me, for attempting to bring deeper understanding to our ancestors will. May the spirit of Vanatur awaken within your souls to clean the spirit of its savage tendencies, and may you one day see the Light that Ar has given to all who would enter His hallways of Initiation. That will be all for the moment. Cordially, Harry

I don't know Harut, perhaps a smart fellow like yourself should translate them. I'm a second generation Armenian living in L.A. and I don't know Granpa's tongue. The Armenian tongue gets lost in just two generations, perhaps one which is sad. Oh well, I'm sure someone will someday come along and translate all this. Sincerely, Harry

(I just noticed I missed this Call to Vanatur and thought it might be of interest who are following the information presented on this message board. Signed, Harry) A Call to the Armenian Goddess, Vanatur. Hear Me, O my sacred stately Goddess whose communication is pure and honest, let me awaken to an understanding of civilized exchange. Let Thy presence be near, O Vanatur for the moment when strangers approach my courtyard, and send me a sign on how communication shall be invoked. Vanatur, Vanatur, Vanatur, show us the way of unity in the Priesthood of the Gods. Vanatur, Vanatur, Vanatur, show us which stranger shall be sprinkled by the consecrated waters. O Vanatur, let my words flow with grace, and my heart be worthy of the company of elite. Grace and Glory be to Vanatur, and inspire me to teach my children thy sacred equation, the chivalry of spirit in communication that conquers all, with the polite gesture. Hear me, Vanatur, lift up my soul to the pinnacles of civilization, and inspire me with the rapture of good will among the many. Protect me, O Vanatur from the sly lies of false friends, and the cowardice of the professional soldier who would dare not fight. Protect me, O my Goddess Vanatur from the breaker of pacts. Teach me, Teach me, O Vanatur to uplift my House with the spirit of valor and community of spirit in my court. Hear me, Vanatur, let me conquer the universe by the force of the polite word, and achieve order in my House. Blessed be the Holy Name of Vanatur, Queen of the alliance of spirit.

(King David of the House of Ber of the Kingdom of Armenia has personally requested I post this amazing "Oracle of Ar" which he claims is a true spiriual message for Armenians. I've never read anything like it. What all this means for Armenia I can't say except to be baffled at the entire affair. Oh well, here it is. Signed, Harry) --------------------------------------- The Sacred Oracle of Ar given to King David of the House of Ber of the Kingdom of Armenia 1.Beware of the Cult of the dead man, for they have eaten of the dung of Aralez and have poisoned our Nation with weak prayers. Enter not there Temples for they have no hereafter but Our Judgment. 2.We have given you the Golden Hammer of Vahagan. With this Hammer shalt thou strike three times upon the silver Bell of Astghik calling upon the multitudes to free themselves of the restrictions that the dead man's word hath poisoned the embrace of the world. Astghik hath moved the hand of the poet and the maker of music to inspire the nations of the world to return to joy and beauty with the sacred embrace. Long ago, a man who held a cup in his hands saw Astghik in Her splendour. Verily, his descendant shall be inspired by Tir to move the world to Her eternal flashes of divine light. 3.I am alive. I am Ar who speaks these words and the Company of Heaven clusters to exalt the Throne of the Sun God. The Priesthood of Khem are our friends and you are the King who shalt arise as a Prophet of the Gods. 4.Of the many few are chosen, of the few many are chosen. 5. Our Priesthood is established in the supernals, you will manifest it with purity upon the material planes. I command you to return Our Ceremonies to the world. Let only the secret Visions of the Gods be hidden, for they are personal and do not apply to every Worshiper. For the Visions cannot be dogmatic, and the winds & storms of Nar are peculiar to the needs of the Priesthood. For the Priestess of Astghik may see Ar as the cruel sun who strikes the heathen without mercy but the warrior will relish in revenge. Mix not the planes nor the schools of thought of the Priesthood lest thou be devoured by the dogs of reason. Verily, the bloody sacrifice is forbidden is the Temple of Astghik. 6.Vanatur conquered the universe by the force of the polite word. Teach your children Her equation but do not neglect the wand and the sword. 7.The Path toward immortality is to become of us. 8.We did not create the universe. We became Gods, once men, and reestablished the Hallways of Aspiration to meet the Divine Rite of our will. Yet, to manifest Our Work to humanity Our House in Heaven must be identical in symbol to the House on earth. Once again, We command you to adjust the symbol of Our Nation so the House and the Mansion manifest on earth Our Divine Force. 9.The Flag of Our Nation is blown proudly by the Winds of Nar. Our Seal manifests the primal energy of the Lion and the Hawk. It is forbidden to use the sheep or the owl in the symbols of Our Nation. Keep the purity of Our Priesthood and the Divine Force shall manifest into thy being. 10.Now go forth into the world as Our chosen prophet of the Gods, and King, for Thy lineage is of the House of Ber and I, Ar, am your Guardian in the here and hereafter. 11.You will given a way to reach the multitudes, and when you have done what We have Commanded a Priestess will be given you that shalt become your chosen Queen. Blessed be the Nation of Armenia and the Kings who have fought for Our Cult. We shall arise again and the Priestess shall once again chant the words that uplift humanity to the spiritual heights unknown. 12. This Oracle is at an end. Strike three times upon the silver bell and We shall recreate the Universe for you. (I am giving this Oracle to Armenia and the world to observe and understand. It has taken a long time for me to follow out these commands to my satisfaction, An incredible weight has been lifted off my shoulders by going along with that inner voice who spoke and took directions that surprised and shocked me. “What's this, I'm supposed to come out in the open with all this?” was my initial reaction. After all, I was brought up to keep the Worship secret, a habit passed down that was evoked purely for survival. My purely human reaction was overseen, I suppose by the Divine Force invoked by the Holy Task itself. I give this Oracle to all Armenians to study and observe, and be assured that being this prophet of the Gods and King is not pleasing to my ego. If anything, I am endangered my life and position, and found hostility and scorn by coming out in the open. Yet although a part of me grumbles that I have been clumsy and paranoid with all this, another part of me, a higher self, rejoices that I did, after all, obey the Commands of Ar and give Armenia back the Gods that the Cult of the Dead Man took away from them. What will come of all this? I cannot say. I will state I'm relieved the worst is over and I feel I can now live my own life. If people go to the Gods, I have given them everything they need. If not, who am I to save these people? I'm much to busy enjoying my life to soil it with any noises of conversion. So you have now this Divine Oracle of Ar, you have the Ceremonies of the Gods and what not, and if you don't feel you need to believe any of this, I certainly can't be troubled by this. “Come unto to me”, is a foolish word. For it is I that go. Sincerely, King David of the House of Ber of the Kingdom of Armenia.)

(Here is Anahit, the Goddess of Birth for those who are interested in Her image.) http://www.castletower.org/images/anahit-faces.jpg

(I have decided to print the commentary right on the message board for the convenience of all to observe. I think these observations should be studied by all those who are interested in this serious transition that is of sublime interest in Armenian Royalty. Signed, Harry) As for Grigor, all evidence indicates he was a spy for the Church whose main mission was to convert, observe and report on the progress of the conversion of the House of T'drat. Grigor had already secretly murdered King T'drat's father, more than likely as an act of sabotage under the orders of the Church fathers, and had his eye on King T'drat. The Church fathers had to have promised him an important position in the Hierarchy of the Church if he were to somehow convert King T'drat and his royal family. When King T'drat found out he would not pay homage to the Goddess Anahit, Grigor was put in a prison pit for 13 years. Now, I think that King T'drat was too compassionate to Grigor. Grigor was a Church spy and had converted to Christianity, cleverly placing himself into a friendly position in the Court. Clearly, Grigor was a dangerous spy that should of executed as an example of all traitors. His attempt to place himself in a friendly position in King T'drat's Royal Court must of attracted the attention of King T'drat's sister who eventually convinced T'drat to release him. Releasing this dangerous spy was the worst decision possible, for he had been in prison for 13 years, and in his hatred and revenge for King T'drat he was to reconnect himself with his Church fathers and complete his mission to destroy or convert the House of T'drat. Now Grigor was in an excellent position to put his Church masters into power, for King T'drat's mental state was disturbed enough to go along with any plans that evil Grigor would conceive.

(I am copying and pasting the follow e-mail from Hourig Hanryon informing us of great interest in the essay on King T'drat. I agree that historians should pay more attention and write of the 300 years of Pagan Wars in Armenia so terribly neglected up to now. Also, the e-mail includes the address of a commentary on the bottom which I have just read with interest. His theory that King T'drat converted as a consequence of insanity is new to me. The Church tells us King T'drat converted as a consequence of becoming suddenly sane. Very amusing. I think any shrink would agree that one doesn't become sane in a day and his theory holds some water. Nicely put. Signed, Harry.) From: "Hourig Hanryon" | This is spam | Add to Address Book To: lovemexico@yahoo.com Date: Mon, 22 Sep 2003 Subject: Nice to hear from you, Harry Dear Harry Very nice to hear from you again. Yes, the response from the King T'drat essay was excellent and our King is very busy carefully answering questions. No, we have never been able to trace any lineage to King T'drat to King Ber, and I doubt we'll ever find anything. Interesting question. The response to the King T'rat essay has stimulated so much interest King David has written a short commentary at the bottom. http://www.castletower.org/trdat.html I have a question for you. How long have you have you been associated with Bailey and the LIL? How old is this fellow? Let's hope that this essay stimulates some interest with Armenian historians to cover more carefully the 300 year Pagan Wars, so grossly neglected up to now. Feel free to copy and paste this e-mail to that message board. One more item. I'm leaving for England and I won't be available to answer any more of your letters for several weeks. Write me again at that time. Cordially, Hourig

(A careful study of this next article by this King shows a dramatic change in style from much of his previous articles. It was written, it seems to me, to inspire interest in the return of the spirit of our ancient ancestors. Once again, his words leap out of the page way in a unique and delightful way. Note the interesting descriptions of the attributes of these Gods implying much spiritual communication with them on the King's part. I really enjoyed this piece of writing. Enjoy!! Signed, Harry) The Spirit of Ancient Armenia Written by David Bersson How many still remember the battle of King Haik when he aimed his mighty bow and it whistled forth into Bal. Ah, drink the spirit of that glorious event. Did not our mighty warriors chant Haik in joy at the slaying of this enemy. Did not the enemy cry in dismay, “the Armenians have won, they have slain our King”. Oh the joy of that vengeful arrow as it pieced the heathen skin of Bal. What joy and feasting honored that day, where our King gave a perfect example of what it like to be a race of conquerers emerging victorious against our clumsy enemy. Or how many still relish the times when the Goddess Astghik manifested her lust into the body of the Priestess and the woman screamed with penetrating, carefree delights at the orgy and the wine? Verily, before the times of the dead man's restriction upon the multitudes upon Her worship, the freedom of the embrace was considered holy and sacred, free from shame and guilt. Does it all come back to you now? Let us awaken to the spirit of our ancestors before the shackles of shame were wrapped upon the people of the village. Would thou be like the Muslim would would wrap there females in 400 yards of garment veiling there vices in virtuous words? Let us dance naked before the statue of Astghik and drink the wine of lust, forever freeing ourselves from such restrictions. Let the sex orgies return and let us learn self-discipline in the face of that ancient demon called jealousy. Let us also remember the awakening of Ar in our Temples who awakened the light of his immortality in our souls, and inspired us to the greater spirit passions of introspection. Let us return to His worship and once again bring the light of the Sun into our souls so that we go forth to war and common deed with clarity and clean spirit. Return to the Temple of Ar and light His four torches in the four quarters, for He awaits His people to enlighten them with the flame of his primal fire. Nor can we forget Tir, our beloved God of Wisdom who will teach us to turn the energy of spiritual aspiration into the complex inspiration of insight. Tir awaits you, as well to place flowers of perfection on His altar for inspiration is infinite and He shall inspire with a new life and a new wisdom. How many still escort the pregnant female of our villages to the Temple of Anahit and give her to the Priestesses within to consecrate the new child as a new child of the Gods? Place, I say, the wreath of flowers on the doorway of the Temple of Anahit and bless the child in Her name. Let us return to our beloved Anahit whose joy at the birth of our children creates wonder and miracle in the village. Oh, our wondrous God, Vahagan, who strengthens our soul at every manifestation cannot be neglected. He, our God of metal and fire, is the pepper spice upon the roasted rabbit meat that gives us that edge in times of stress and ordeal. Invoke Him when the soul is weary and depressed. and His ancient force makes us resist the most terrifying of times. Hail be to Vahagan who gives us a soul that cannot be penetrated by the demon owls of the night. Let us not the forget the Goddess Vanatur, who conquered the universe by the force of the polite word, and teach our children Her wisdom by giving them the equation of good manners, so that they grow to adulthood pure in their exchange with others and every ready to solve the problems of life by diplomacy and intelligent understanding of all who surround them in life. Verily, invoke Vanatur who will teach the purity of civilized exchange and self-control. Remember, my servants, that every of our Gods represents a school of thought that is completely pragmatic for use in daily life. Let these forces flow through your being as you recite their ceremony, so that you will be uplifted in the strength of their glory. Let no heathen fool tell you that our Gods are devils. They are the very forces of nature that you have brought forth into your being. Be like our Gods, and awaken them, for they are strong and good. Then you shall be as your ancestors were, almighty and upright, glorious and joyful, alive and vigorous, blessed be the Name of Our God throughout the ages. I, prophet of the Gods, your beloved King have spoken, and I have spent my soul into blazing torments that melt and hiss as they lick, I am one hell of a Holy King.

(I've just written Hourig turning down the free holiday. I feel more clean to do this without reward. I presenting another article by the King for all intelligent readers to look at. This is at the end of all the other articles so its meant to be read last. I do agree that our ancestors were stronger and I enjoyed this article, and the passion that leaps out you in its lines. My question is the same. How long will all this take and how many Armenians have gone back to the Gods as a consequence of the efforts of these royals? It seems like such an impossible task that would take many years. I realize that there is a lot of laughter and hostility on this message board at the thought of someone professing to be a prophet of the Gods, but I'm convinced, as well that many will agree with this King, at least enough to do these ceremonies. I consider all this worthy of careful observation by Armenians who have noted the change in Armenia since the Communists had a hold on us, and one sure way to release ourselve from there brainwashing is to attempt to achieve an understanding of our past. Signed, Harry) The Future of Armenia "Verily, I gazed upon my city and no long doth the Priestess of Vanatur guard the Temple of Anahit upon the birth of the child of the city. My anger was beyond the ages of ages. I called upon Ar to give me an oracle. Now I know, that of the many few are chosen, of the few many are chosen. So what is to become of our House? So I traveled to the Great Mountain in the Sacred Cave Temple of immortality, and drank of the Jugs of Ara Geghetsik and traveled downward regenerated and young to make plans of a nation that is not seen by the multitudes." Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law By the time you've finished all these articles, you will have well understood my standing on all major issues, whether they are political, social, religious or philosophical. I have decided, that I must speak, and share my views to assist those Armenians to understand how I have chosen to view subjects that are of utmost importance. By the time you've finished meditating on my conclusions you may very well be confused on how I, a King now apart from the multitudes of Armenia can have even a scrap of hope that anyone will, change the path of their present spiritual aspirations, and return to the Gods, leaving the sickness of Christian dogma behind. After all, you'll mutter, this lineage of Kings opposed, and opposes the coming of Christianity and all its dogma. How can this King think that after all these years he can turn the tables and convince anyone that King Ber the Bold in 937 A.D. wasn't simply a brainless, madman seeping with jealous venom. Well, you must understand that for centuries Armenians worshiped the Gods, Ar, Tir and consecrated in accordance with the will of the Hierarchy of the ancient Priesthood. Along comes a religion that restricts the basic freedom of the individual, and calls everything we call holy dirty and improper. They called our Gods devils, and told us unless we accept this savior we are all doomed to hell. Our objections are ignored, and we are to either sell out or be tortured, imprisoned, mutilated or banished. Are we to give up our sacred traditions to a foreign religion that has nothing to do with Ar or Armenian, our Gods and culture? The majority of Armenia has done so. Look at you! Look at yourselves. Are you proud of what you were? Does the history of Armenia stir you? Do you see the ancient Kings before the Christian occupation and feel a sense of joy that they, after all, lived, fought and died for their culture. How would these ancient Kings who believed in the Gods see the President of the Republic of Armenia and his Parliament today? Wouldn't they spit on the ground, or cry tears of pain for the way things turned out? Yes, I know that you think you've won. You have 5,000 churches throughout Armenia where the Temple of Our Gods should be. Yes, I know that you think I cannot bring all this tradition back. Perhaps you even think I'll give up, fail of a heir, or even worse try to invade Armenia and take it all back by force. I state here that you haven't won. You have lost everything that is dear to your ancestors. You live as though Christianity was a part of the culture of Armenia. Well, it is not. Christianity will always be the religion that came to Armenia and was rejected by its true aristocracy. We know Christianity for what it is. It is a religion that has failed its people. Child abuse, insane persecution, burning hatred for all other religious paths, bribes, secret murders, insane hypocritical priests who constantly molest boys, and above all the lack of the Priestess creating extreme unbalance in the Temple has been the norm for over sixteen hundred years. No, you haven't won. If anything, the average Armenian is weaker and more prone to be conquered by invading countries. The 1.4 million massacre of innocent Armenians still hasn't been avenged. What is the Christian Armenian to do? Forgive the Turks for these murders? I call upon Armenians to return to its strength before this vampire church took away your moral courage. The moral courage of our ancestors can only be admired. It is conspicuously absent from the modern Armenian who cannot get it back any other way than those very traditions that we once held dear. Forgive your enemies, perhaps, but only after you have defeated them. The Muslim heathen Turks are weak fools pissing away their lives in the delusion of their false glories. In the past, we pushed back the Caliphate in his attempt to conquer us, tomorrow we cut out their hearts and hold it before their face before they have time to die. In the long run, you must not permit yourselves to be lied to nor conned by the surrounding countries that eye Armenia as a possible target for easy invasion. Does this Christian faith that you have so naively embraced gear you toward defeat rather than moral courage, honor, strength, the basic joys of existence and true equality? Well, then discard it and return to the noble beauty of our Gods. For Armenia is a land locked country, and we must be ready for the next invasion of heathens. They will come again, no doubt. If you do not possess the proper spirit to strike back only disaster will occur. With these articles that you have just read, you are given the second chance to become real men again, and prepare yourselves for the inevitable invasions that are to come. You must become the type of Armenian that is fearless. Fear is the mind killer, for in the heart of a coward virtue cannot live. How then, with all my traditional beliefs and what not, do I view the Republic of Armenia whose adherents I have so few? Well, contrary to common suspicion I do not hate the Republic of Armenia nor hold the present President in any scorn. I have studied the Republic of Armenia very carefully to see how its strange Government could be aligned to the Kingdom of Armenia. Several minor adjustments and my Royal House is in complete union with there attempt at a Government. Certainly, the first adjustment is for the President and its Parliament to understand Us, so they will understand that my goals are not inconsistent with any real perceptions of civilization. I need not approach nor speak to my servants, the Republic of Armenia, for the overall body of this Republic has separated church from Republic sufficiently for my Spiritual Work for Armenia not to be in contradiction to there Government. If anything, the Republic of Armenia is an excellent talisman of transition for the House of Ber. Remember that the Kingdom of Armenia exists whether the Republic of Armenia is defeated by its enemies or not. In fact, if the Republic of Armenia is defeated by Turkey or Iran our Royal House would work in harmony with what was left of the Republic to assure the destruction of any heathen occupation. It is to the Republic of Armenia's credit that they have tried to separate church from Republic for it places the House of Ber in a position where mutual exchange and understanding with both bodies is at last possible. I have written the present President of Armenia several times to inform him of Our Work. Of course, these letters are private and personal, so it may be many years before they are revealed, for historical purposes to the public. It is true, that I completely accept and follow the Book of the Law whose author is Aiwass, the Minister of Hoor-paar-kraat. It has proven to be a true guide toward a true elite Kingdom. This Book holds all the mystical secrets of the Royal House and is completely consistent with the type of human being that lives in most pragmatic sense of word, a true elite. In fact, a Government cannot be defeated by those who accept the Book of the Law, for it is a expression of true religious vigour and a monument to the future of the strength of humanity. How curious is this descendant of King Ber the Bold, you may remark, who has studied everything from Karl Jung to Aleister Crowley and has cleanly returned the Armenian Traditions. Every politician should expand there minds to the literature not only of modern mysticism but extend even further to understand the fundamentals of psychology. Certainly, these two subjects are greatly underestimated by would-be politicians who would forget too easily that such an understanding leads one to much more humane conclusions in the decisions of common law. No doubt, it seems such a disappointment that a country that is the cradle of civilization could of permitted itself the absence of those very traditions and Gods that made Armenian unique and powerful. What has Armenia become? Would thou permit the invaders to give us a weak and stupid religion that makes us sheep rather than mighty lions? I appeal to the good sense of the Armenian people. Stop lying to yourselves about who you are and what your true roots are. Are you going to stand still for this invading religion called Christianity to drain your strength and create the type of citizen that permits genocide without absolute revenge? It not too late to rekindle the old flames and raise the sword of valor for a glorious future. I have given you the ceremonies of our ancient Gods to fire those very flames that Christianity attempted to destroy. Those who are truly attuned the music of our strength can now sing sublime songs to our great culture. Long hast thou dwelt in the darkness. Quit the night and seek the day. Love is the law, love under will

(I have just received this kind e-mail from a fellow named Hourig Hanryon who represents the King. Anyone who wants to write him should do so directly. I am happy to hear from and a bit stunned that here offering me a free holiday. Signed, Harry) From: "Hourig Hanryon" | This is spam | Add to Address Book To: lovemexico@yahoo.com CC: king@castletower.org Date: Thu, 18 Sep 2003 Dear Sir Harry, I am writing you after being perfectly stunned that you should care so deeply and love Armenia so much that you would create a category on that message board and actually give information about our King. Please let me thank you with all our hearts for being so intelligent and patient. Thus far, you have had two people come on and write absolute nonsense, rather than engage in useful conversation about the subject. Is this serious? That one person was a communist and the other someone accusing you of loving Mexico rather than Armenia? I was surprised that so few people understand the importance of our old religion and the original culture that it represents. We did not ask you to go on this message board, but now that you've done so the King wishes to meet with you and pay for a month's vacation to Armenia for a reward. He has decided that people who promote Him should be richly rewarded. My position in the House of Ber is Grand Diplomat where I act as Ambassador to the Republic of Armenia, the President of Armenia and the persons of parliament. Also, part of my task is to write persons like yourself and gains various friendships when people has proved on their own to be Our friend. Right now, I am stationed in Los Angeles but I could be transferred to England within the next few months depending on others who might be appointed. The entire point is to have representatives in various parts of the world for the King. We have never tried to announce ourselves in the manner you have done on a message board. We were surprised and amazed that you would take such interest. I understand that you are a mystic who has views sympathetic with Ours. Be assured, that such activity is always greeted with zeal on our part. We are trying to revive and awaken, world wide, the old Armenian religion that has been so gravely neglected by the world. The King will meet with you and you will be given your vacation to Armenia without you having to save money. In fact, we will give expense money as well and if your wive wishes to go as well, we will front the bill. Write me at: hourigthestrong@diplomats.com And I look forward to meeting a man like yourself who seems worthy of the title of Knight. Thank you for your kind consideration. I leave it up to you whether you include this letter on that message board. Feel free to do so if you think it will do any good. Sincerely, Hourig Hanryon Grand Diplomat to the King

Greetings, I'm not the Armenian King nor do have a "faith". I'm absolutely certain about my religious beliefs which I have never presented on this message board. I was simply creating a topic of discussion for these royals. I'm not involved with them personally, but I am very interested in them. As for "lovemexico", I never stated that I love mexico more than Armenia. Why you would make such a cold statement is beyond me. I use "lovemexico" since it is where I go for vacation with my wife. As for Armenia, I plan on a vacation as well next March when I've saved more money. Sincerely, Harry

(I just found this unpublished essay by King David of the House of Ber of the Kingdom of Armenia. Whether one agrees with his opinion on his opinions of history or not, one will note that to follow properly what he is driving at you must study the history that is written concerning it, therefore learning more than one did before and broading our perspective on the history of royals. Nevertheless, I enjoyed this essay enough to present it. One can only be awed at his definite stance on the situation and admire his unique and sometimes hunourous point of view. He brings us history which is no longer boring and tedious but alive and interesting, I think everryone will agree.) In Praise to the House of T'rdat Written by David Bersson Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law I will now write of a great hero that modern historian have chosen to neglect or delete from the records. Remember, that many historians writing of King T'rdat the Great, were Christian and did not understand how he could of been so angry against the invading creeds of the Zoroastrians and the Christians. So it came to pass, that his anger and vengeance was sufficient to go to Rome to gather legions against the heathen creeds that were destroying and blaspheming the true culture. I honor the name of King T'drat for his attempt to restore the culture of Armenia in 288 A.D. for he was one of the last Kings, besides King Ber, to arise against the heathen occupations. No doubt, with the Zoroastrians he succeeded completely, but the savage and evil cult of the dead man, now called Christianity continued to soil the souls of Armenians. The Pagan Wars lasted about 300 years before the majority of the Armenian Kings and people sold out to the Christian heathen. Imagine the surprise and anger he must of felt when Grigor refused to place the wreath of flowers in Anahit's name revealing he had secretly converted to Christianity. His most loyal servant betrayed him after he had regained occupation of his Kingdom. Realize that if Grigor had not betrayed his loyal King the situation might of turned to King T'drat's favor, but betrayal and sell outs to the cult of the dead man were occurring all over Armenia as the demonic chains of Christianity were locked upon the naive and innocent multitudes. What a horror it must of been for King T'drat to see his Kingdom and culture be destroyed by something so savage and evil as Christianity, who would be sheep rather than great lions, proud, strong and upright. It is long overdue to honor our ancient Kings who represent the true culture and strength of Armenia. Yes, I honor King T'drat for at least slowing down the growth of the demonic creed of the dead man, and stopping completely the eventual take over by the Persian Empire. If it wasn't for King T'drat, Armenia would not exist and it would of been of part of modern Iran. As for the betrayal of Grigor, he completely brings shame and disappointment upon all polytheists in existence. He goes down in our history as a traitor and a fool. It is said that eventually King T'drat converted to Christianity. It is a direct and stupid contradiction of history that King T'rdat converted to Christianity in 301 A.D.. Also, legend has it that he went "insane" just before this!!! In this case, I could see some truth here since anyone would have to be insane to convert to something as revolting as Christianity. My opinion, however, stands that the Church created the story to pay King T'drat back for his war against the occupying heathen. This was a fish tale and propaganda from the Church itself, and no intelligent scholar is fooled by the Church's twisting of history. Observe and question how an Armenian king under the protection of Rome would convert at the height of Roman persecutions against Christians, with the most virulent persecutor, Galerius, in their own neighborhood. Verily, I honor King T'drat for his brave attempt to bring the Gods back to Armenia. He is an excellent example of a King who truly cared for the culture of his people and ancestors. Let him not rest in peace but the spirit of his vengeance arise in all Armenians as the true valour and pride that all Armenians once knew before the treacherous invasions of the evil cults that threatened our way of life. On the contrary, his spirit shall arise once again in the souls of Armenians, who see that he is a King to be honored for his role in our continued understanding of the true history of Armenia. Praise be the House of T'drat and his sincere and loyal efforts for the Kingdom of Armenia. Love is the law, love under will

Preliminary Prayer to Anahit, Armenian Goddess of Birth O my beloved Goddess, Anahit, bless our children as they enter this world, so they will be strong, healthy and good. Hear us, Anahit, guide the pregnant woman of our village so that they do not suffer accident nor misfortune. Anahit, O Anahit, it is a time of rejoicing for a child is to be born in this village and we call upon you protect us from evil. Anahit, we see you. Anahit we feel you. Anahit. Anahit. Anahit. Hear me, my Protector and Divine Guide that this birth will be without accident. We are of the Priesthood that cares for children of the village. Blessed be to Thee, O Anahit. Behold, my beloved Goddess Anahit. The four arch Priestesses of Vanatur stand guard that this Thy Temple shalt not be disturbed upon the birth of the child of the village. Behold, the Priestesses of Vanatur have been given the weapons of Vahagan to stay wild beasts and heathen. Our children shall not be stolen nor sacrificed. For the Priestess of Vanatur is mighty in protection and vengeance. Grace be unto Anahit, for the woman who sits upon this altar hath a child who shall be as Ar, strong and almighty, and his wit shall be as Tir, and the strength of his soul shall be as Vahagan and Astghik shall show this child the powers of love and he shall be like Vanatur, who conquered the universe by the force of the polite word. We are the Priesthood of Anahit who uphold the safety of the birth of the child, and blessed be to Anahit, unto the ages.

(I thought I'd post this banishing ritual which is apparently what this King believes will clean your soul. Scholars of mysticism should note how they have placed definite correspondence with Armenian Gods in the four quarters of the Temple. For instance, fire, air, earth and water can easily correspond to these four Gods. I don't think such an arrangement has even been presented with such precise forethought. I think Armenians would benefit from a study on the relationship between the Gods in terms of occult symbolism. Those who have studied Karl Jung, I might add, will see these archetype symbols presented scientificly, in MAN AND HIS SYMBOLS, and a careful study of this book will give one further insight into the power of ancient symbol.) Banishing Ritual (This ritual shall be done every morning after the Holy Bath whereas the Priest or Priestess shall robe and be armed with a sharp sword to trace the holy sigil. ) Hear thou me, let the Gods cluster to exalt He who Sits upon the Throne of the Sun God, for I am Divine aristocrat in the royal family of the Gods. Tracing the sigil that is secret and swirling at each quarter and recite... East... I command thee my protection in the eastern quarter, O Aramazd, thou God of the flame of life. South... I command thee my protection in the southern quarter, O Tork Angegh, thou God of War who dwelleth in the spiritual fires of glory. West... I command thee my protection in the western quarter, O Goddess Nar, thou blue-lidded glory of the spiritual waters. North... I command thee my protection in the northern quarter, O Goddess of beauty, Astghik, High Priestess of the concubines. Hear thou me, let the Gods cluster to exalt He who Sits upon the Throne of the Sun God, for I am Divine aristocrat in the royal family of the Gods. I have evoked the Divine in the four quarters and I am protected and purified. Thelema. Ararita. Abrahadabra. Aum Ha The first time the Priest or Priestess does this ritual it should be done 11 times in a row to "break the aura of the room".

(Here is an interesting ceremony that comes from those Armenian royals, note the reference to King Ber. I find such Oaths to be of interest to any who are interested in this lineage. Note in history that King Ber and King Abbas were bitter enemies. King Ber seems to the last pagan Monarch to actually make war. This war, of course, resulted in the lost of many of King Ber's warriors, he was blinded by red hot iron and King Abbas went on to think he had won. This ritual Oath seems to be an attempt by these royals to hold on to what they had. To keep the faith and tradition of the old ways. I think intelligent Armenians will find the implications of the contents and existence of such an Oath most thought provoking, indeed. ) The Armenian Ritual Oath of Royalty Flow, flow enchantment of a force, sparkle shade of song. Let this magick takes its course, I'll grasp that sword that poets long, Open, open the magick door, the magick sword, hidden no more. through the door my hand doth search, O, I grasp that magick sword, from that altar made of birch, Now I cry the sacred word, (Thelema is vibrated here) I have brought back the sword of vacancy, so that men might yet be free. And fill that gap which pains them so, but first the power I invoke within, that my magick will surely grow, of the ancient sorcerers I am kin. To fill that gap within my soul, to undo the evil is my goal. And awaken magick on the earth, myself as magick child I give birth. I hold this sword with blackened tip, I hold it up with steadfast grip, I awaken its force to increase my power, let all weak fools beware and cower. for what I hold within my hand, shall be felt throughout the land, beware and tremble, I have arisen, I have awakened the power and escaped from the prison, flow, flow, flow, enchantment of a force, sparkle shade of song, for this sword I hold within my hand, makes me ruler of every land, I have returned the magick to my soul, let the world know my secret goal. for I have returned to the magick and all the power returns, Hear me, for within my soul the ancient power burns. the sword of King Abbas is mine at last, and the evil he doth bestow upon King Ber long past, Abbas took the sight of magick and royalty, King Ber's eyes burned, he could not see. and now the power returns within me. And now I raise the sword and bring the Kingdom back, and all the magick that life doth lack. yea, I invoke the force of royalty, like the volcano doth it arise within me, and now upon my sacred Throne and seat, I arise against the false elite. I take back the power a thousand fold, and take back my treasure of jewels and gold, and I swear this Oath to Gods and men, that my will forth shalt not bend. I invoke this force, I invoke this hour, let my soul awake with sacred power.

I was going to copy and paste the Astghik ritual but it wouldn't of included the lovely painting of the Goddess, here's the URL; http://www.castletower.org/love-Goddess.html Here is a letter from Lucy Arian, Royal Priestess of Nar, to Karpis, who I believe is very high up in the House of Ber Hierarchy. Lucy has dedicated her life to the return of the Armenian Gods for the world. She is a kind and good women, who has written very deep poetry on the Gooodess Nar. Her photo is on this page... http://www.castletower.org/lucy.html

(Here is the ritual of Ar which I have tried myself. It is, in my opinion a beautiful piece of art) The Armenian Consecration unto Ar (Face East, with sword and shield on Altar. A red robe of scarlet silk should be worn with an embroidered emblem of the Sun in the center of the breast.) Praise be Ar, the mighty and terrible who dwelleth in the Mansions of Light, ever majestic and clothed with Sun-Fire. Behold, I am Thy son Tork Angegh in His secret Name who Sits majestic upon thy Throne. My wife is Nar who poureth forth the waters of Her skylight to consecrate the stranger who cometh forth as a Messenger of the Gods. Hear me, and make all spirits obedient unto me for I cometh forth as a member of the company of the Gods whose dwelling place is the House of Ber. Hear me, Nu is my refugee and Hadit is my light and I am the force and vigour of your arms. Thee, thee I invoke O Ar who rideth upon the beast lion of royalty to manifest upon the earth who shall judge and prepare to be judged. I invoke Thee, I am thy priest and son. Let my soul blaze forth like a living Sun of spiritual fire that I may transform this Light into the magick that shall heal or destroy, as I will. I invoke Thee, Ar, the mighty and majestic. I am the Sun Lord of the Priests of Armenia who goeth forth with courage as my armour and success as my proof. Thee, thee I invoke the God who has seen favour in my Family. You have enlightened us with quick and steadfast will. Hail to Ar, the all powerful who is strong and good. Protect my Family from harm from the heathen and give me power to goeth forth with the Sword of Vengeance. Hail to Ar, you have given Thy secret number and the number of my Priestess. I invoke Thee Ar, you have shown me the face of my ancestors and have given wisdom to stamp down the wretched and the weak. Hail to Thee Ar, I knoweth the Name of Thy Twin and I knoweth Thy secret Name, therefore come forth and awaken within me as a blazing Sun that I may raise the sword of my breeding and consecrate the Seal that nameth the force of my Nation. (Here the King consecrates the Shield, and raises sword. The Priest-King is now the God speaking.) Behold, I am He who cometh forth from the core of the Sun to do battle with the dark ones who have kissed the feet of Sin. Behold, I am He who comet forth from the Sun-Fire of creations ravishing the world with lashes of my war scream. I am He who hath thrust forth my spear into the bowels of the (here name your enemies), accursed be there creeds. Hear me, I push them and confuse them with my blinding light. I have come forth to blind the enemy with my Light and to create a Fortress that shall shine upon my Sacred House. Therefore I am the Twin God of Light whose beareth the flaming sword and the Shield that cannot be pierced. Behold, the Light is within Me. I go forth upon my course as a Flaming Star. (It is very important to note that when this invocation is done after the Banishing you should use a chosen License to Depart. Raise your arms in the Sign of Ar Triumphant and say these words, "Let the evil ones be cast away!!". Remember such a powerful invocation attracts lower forces who might spy on you or taunt you as ghosts so you send them away by willing them away. You close the morning Temple by saying "I am always Unto Thee" and twist the switches of your lamps leaving the Temple in darkness. For it is you who now carry the Light within.

(This ceremony is one many that the House of Ber has given the world. Since someone has just written my private e-mail telling me it's best to simply ignore the knight of Armenia on this message board and give some of these rituals they've given, I decided to give this one. A careful study of this, and other essays from this King prove that the communists, the Turks, the Christians, all stripped the true culture of Armenia of its true traditions, being the Gods. Oh well, you'll always one fellow like that "knight of Armenia" who cannot understand what is going to be important. Priorities in politics and religion must be intelligently developed by careful meditation, and people who mock our ancient culture contradict themselves, since they mock their very ancestors. Oh well, this fellow intelligence level seems extremely low, and is more than likely an Armenian teenager with would-be Communistic leanings. What other type of Armenian be so immature and asinine to mock the Gods of ancient Armenia? I truly question this young fellow's motives.) Armenian Ritual awakening of Tir, the God of Wisdom Awaken, O Tir who dwelleth beyond the abyss of reason, whose God-Force is not questioned in the blasphemy of all gods of men. Awaken, O Tir, thou God of Wisdom whose magick makes sweet words for the Kings. Awaken, O Tir, thou Great One who giveth the world geometry and changeth the spoken word to numbers infinite. Thee, Thee, Thee I invoke, Tir, whose wisdom is beyond understanding and poetry beyond reason. O Great One, My God of Wisdom whose magical force dances like wild currents of fire through the consiousness of my inspiration. Hear Thou me, O Tir. Inspire me to speak the wisdom of the company of the Gods. That You will awaken within me making my tongue dance with divine inspirations. I invoke Thee, wisdom-crowned Tir that I may know the secret hidden mysteries of Thy creation, and erupt forth divine Holiness upon the papyrus of my choosing. Blessing and Praise be to Thee, Tir. Give me Thy Wisdom so I may teach my children to be brave and good. I invoke Thee, Tir, live within me that I may awaken divine inspirations with my will forth. Thee, Thee, Thee I invoke Tir, I am Thy Priest(ess) who calls you forth within my being and awaken the wisdom of the ages. (Here the God Tir, speaks as His force has accumulated sufficiently to awaken) I am He, the star fire of aspiration assimilated into pure number. Paint my seal upon the numbers of the day and let not thy imagination rend the purity of My thought. I am Tir, the energy called poetic inspiration whose life invisible hath brought forth a fresh communication from the blood stream of life. Therefore I am the God of Wisdom, I am beyond reason for I am drunk upon the wine of the supernals. Hear Thou Me, I give all one great gift that cannot be reached and two banquets that ever thou shall long for. The one gift is inspiration beyond the sane and the two banquets are the dissolution of duality into the constant hunger of the infinite. Call Me, Tir, and let humanity not bathe in the stagnate pools of satisfaction but dive forth into the milky oceans of the abyss of stars that experience might be infinite and pleasure constant. Verily, this is my message to men that infinite number is infinite experience therefore multiply thyself into the ecstasy of the infinite. (At this point in the Ritual there is a dramatic pause. Three knocks with the hilt of the blade are given and the God blends into the depths of the Priest or Priestesses being awaiting His instrument to go forth to explore the universe as Commanded by the God.)

dear knight man Say, knight man. you're sure pack of jests. Don't you know you could make a bundle as a professional comedian? I don't know if you've seen the Robin Williams movie, Insomnia but the girl that laughs at Robin Williams reminds me of the consequences of fellows like you. Maybe you should see how your fine laughter is appreciated by that old favorite, Robin Williams. Such fame and fate could be yours, old pal! Humour such as yours should be richly rewarded in a similiar manner. LOL Forget ice tea, kid. I need a real drink... Love, Harry

dear Knight of Armenia If you had bothered to read his essays, he explains how his name originated from the Sumerian language. Say, no one's asking you to buy his royalty. But your not upsetting his apple cart by not agreeing with him. I find the entire situation very worthy of interest. While I'm not a spokesman for their Royal Family, I do like the idea of the Armenian Gods to be worshiped somewhere. Some things in his essays I agree with, some I don't. I do agree that the idea of the Kingdom of Armenia hasn't occured to many politically minded people and I thought it would intrigue some interesting discussion. I especially like the ceremony of Astghik and Ar which he has given publicly. You're remarks aren't going to get rid of this King, by the way, he has a lot of people throughout the world who do all these rituals he's presented. Say, Knight man!! Why don't you write him and tell him what you think of him if you think he's so full of jumbo? His e-mail address is: armeniansforthekingdom@castletower.org Good luck to you, knight man! You're a very funny fellow. LOL Love, Harry

(I agree that this David Bersson has studied Aleister Crowley and many other sorcerers. That his name does not end with "ian" and ends with son is no argument. Anyway, here is why he is apparently in Pittsburgh, the Steel City. By the way, his plans are infinitely more extensive than Armenia. He's bringing this system of God worship all over the world. Pehaps to plan a migration or war? I don't know. This ritual that is on his website is very interesting. Here it is...) The Calling of Vahagan, the Armenian God of metal & fire In the Name of the mighty and terrible one whose wife is Astghik, the Goddess of eternal love do I raise this sacred Hammer in homage to the sublime and powerful Gods who dwell in our sacred Mountain. Hear me, Vahagan, whose blood is of molten metal, whose eyes are glowing steel balls of pure wisdom, whose fingers are the steel that rip the flesh of the heathen, awaken and know the I have arrived in the city that is sacred to your Name, and here I shall build a House where your metal shall protect the Priesthood against the unworthy who would blaspheme the Name of your wife and play mockery upon Our Priesthood. Hear me, Vahagan and remember the war of King T'rdat who came with Roman Legions to do battle for your Temple. Hear me, Vahagan, and remember the war of King Ber with the heathen King Abbas. We shall never forsake nor convert from our Gods, Vahagan! Vahagan! Vahagan! Come forth and know the ages have not quit Thy worship. Vahagan! Vahagan! Vahagan! Vahagan! Behold, your incense is the smoke of the ancient Volcanoes of Armenia, Thy Priests are the blacksmiths of the world, and your Name is held sacred for the weapons that have been created to protect us against the heathen Caliph and the cult of the dead man who built weak thrones of wood that are broken by your Hammer of Steel. Awaken, and live within me, Vahagan whose Throne is of steel that cannot be destroyed and sits eternal in the secret place in the sacred Temple of our Holy Mountain. Blessed be Thy strength and wisdom. Let me invoke you, O Vahagan, and let my eyes be awakened to your strength and wisdom. Yea, I invoke Thee, O Vahagan that my blood shall be as yours, burning with the strength of Thy life force. Behold, this city has become sacred to your Name and its maidens who seeketh love marry the blacksmiths, and repeat on earth the Sacred Marriage which bringeth forth the conquering child of Ar. Behold, Vahagan, I wear the apron of Thy Priesthood and its Sigil manifests Thy force as protection against our enemies. I invoke, Vahagan, arise within Me and let my dwelling place be protected and sacred. I invoke Thee, Vahagan, awaken within me tbat I may be like you are, who guardeth the House of Ber from the soil of the profane eye. O, Vahagan, you are the Guardian of the Royal Houses of Armenia whose sword hath metal sacred to Thee, whose wine is of molten rock, whose incense is of the volcano, whose Shield is of the finest steel, and who raged through war so that our enemies are torn by the vengeance of our lust. O, Vahagan, you are the immortal warrior whose skin cannot be pierced, and whose body is the Guardian of my House. Behold, Vahagan, I live in this city where your incense was burnt strongly by the blacksmiths. Look with favor upon me, O Vahagan, for I live in a city that radiates your Holy Name. Behold, Vahagan, we are the family that does forsake you. Behold, Vahagan, we have manifested Ashtishat as a wreath of fresh flowers upon Thy altar.

(I'm contribing this article written by this lineage. He wrote this for a newspaper reporter who asked him for information on the Gods and the old religion. Apparently. the newspaper reporter was surprised he didn't name Gods and such but went on and on about what his Grandfather had told him. If he making it all up, he certainly is the most clever person, I've ever seen since he's written nearly 100 articles on various aspects of the old religion. All with a strange logic, philosopy, mysticism and system of Government that it difficult to trace in official history books. I found his honesty very refreshing. He claims he's creating a world wide community of his Royal Court and actively bringing back the ancient Armenian civilization. How could this be? He's doing the impossible?????) Ancient Armenian Aspirations Written by David Bersson Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law For those who know me, they know I truly exist for the return of the Gods. They have learned to respect what they once were suspicious of, and found a new respect and way of life. I write this for those who are interested in how I came about to the present path of aspirations. I write this at the request for a friend who has asked me to explain the "old religion and the Gods" in my own words. Of course, he didn't realize to do this I must start at the beginning an explanation that shows the very process of succession. For in order to have known what I know now, I must elaborate carefully on not only the magick that was revealed to me, but the very technique of teachings. I do not know the year it was, but I was eleven years old and I had gone to the house in the mountains where our yearly family reunions took place. I remember that my Grandfather wanted me to stay at the House that day, and have company and conversation with him. My Grandfather was a clever and intelligent man who was liked in the village. He spoke whatever tongue he was addressed in and had traveled much in his youth to seek fortunes and adventures in many lands. "What does your mother tell you of God, boy?", he inquired. The lecture, I should call it, consisted of an important legend, a test to see if I was worthy to be the heir to the family's secrets and the beginning of a greater understanding of symbolism. Remember that with mystics, the symbol must always be understood completely, be consecrated completely, and it's proper use known and balanced within one's being. Also, at the time of receiving all this aranca I was a young boy who took the legend of the lion as "carved in stone" truth. I do not know that my Grandfather believed it all himself. The real point was to emphasize certain important truths about how animal energy manifests as a basis for a God in the soul of the mystic. The lion is a symbol that coverts to energy in a magical rite. This energy has a special effect on the sub-conscious aggressive behavior of the aristocrat. The legend itself is a lesson on ecology, an understanding of our relationship to the animal kingdom, an explanation of how man makes use of the tools of symbolism to bring about a greater sense of pride and strength. Above all, it shows you the time proven methods of story telling as a mode of teaching that has survived for preliminary understanding of the Gods. This began a careful conversation about his status of religion and how to perceive others that saw God in many ways. The sum of the conversation was to make me proud of our family, and to remember that no one could be really trusted until they had given some type of sign of sincerity. Well, I mumbled in confusion to this question that she hadn't really brought up the subject. At the time, I was a boy and saw my mother as simply the women who was always dressed up and always fussing about with her society friends. I kept my distance and tried to stay out of her way. She seemed a nervous and angry women that had been rejected and disappointed and ignored by my father, who had his own affairs to tend to. I know now, that she was simply a whore to be bred, given all those luxuries she took to be life's true accomplishments. She duly received the type of life where her only real care after her children were born, was a life to pursue the usual frolic that the profane take for a successful life. She never had to work a day from the moment she married my father. She had a home, much wealth and all the connections she could ever dare hope for in the way of society and a social life. In terms of spiritual manifestation, she simply did not care. She was permitted to gaze at her gold frame mirror and live the fantasy of her perception of an elite. This ironic arrangement occurs occasionally in a family of tradition where we are considering the consequences of heir ship. She fulfilled her part of the contract and bred random children for purposes of a heir and was rewarded by wealth. She showed no signs of being worthy of our brand of aristocracy, so she was given information on a need to know basis. She lived her remaining days in absolute luxury thinking she had taken that thoughtless husband, and his family for a dandy sum of revenge. Although I left her presence at the earliest opportunity, I remember wishing that she had had what it took to be the Queen rather than the convenient whore who was bred for the purposes of producing a heir. (Enough words on the old slut, let me continue...) Well, my Grandfather continued his information with an offer to show me an ancient sword that he kept in a large suitcase under the bed in the master bedroom. The sword was an Armenian war sword of unknown age with a lion's head and much elaborate design. It was wrapped in gold silk. He unwrapped it carefully placed in carefully in my little hand and told me to grasp it firmly. "Now close your eyes and try to drink the energy of the sword like it was the finest cold water from the cleanest stream." It was an easy meditation to accomplish and I felt cool water spreading through my being. He continued. "Now close your eyes again, and tell me what you see in your minds eye". I did so but did not speak. He sounded a bit impatient now. "Well, did you see anything, or not"? I told my Grandfather that I had seen a group of warriors riding on lions going to battle. With this he openly showed shock and surprise. He really sounds impatient now. "What, what else did you see?" The look in his face was open shock that I had seen something that was important. I felt I was in trouble. "Nothing, just what I said", I replied meekly, and not knowing if I was in trouble with my Grandfather. My Grandfather was silent and tears rolled down his face. He wiped them off and I saw him concentrate and pull himself together. "Hope is a troop of soldiers that die in expectation of the proper leadership." I started to ask him what he meant by this but he had already started the legend which was to be my first lecture on the information needed for the succession. For the succession meant an entire civilization was concentrated in the soul of the Prince, ready to spring forth when we arose again into physical worlds. His words: I speak to you now in a manner that you shall leap forth into manhood with a wisdom that is thought dead. In the dawn of man, before the Gods walked among men the animals of the earth balanced prey with predator, and the territories were delegated by the fit and the strong, be it man or beast. As the population of man grew he created cities which were more as storage tents of food to the greater animals of prey than secure habitations. Later on in Armenia the Castle was used to resolve this equation, but man took his time to learn the boldness of the aggressive spirit of other creatures, and was surrounded many times, by many breeds of beast. Of these many beasts which preyed on the growing population of our people, there was the attack of animals that were so strong against man that they were thought magical. Of the species of animal there was a breed of lion that would quietly surround the village and stay guard upon there store of food, being us. In Armenia, before the Castles protected us against such horrors, there arose from the forest a species of lion in our ancestor's city of origin. This city was a village of fair fields and patient hunters. Yet this area was isolated in such a manner that the dwellers found themselves surrounded by these magick cats. "The cats are trying to destroy the human race", the people cried, not knowing anymore of any humans anywhere else. The cats were so bold they entered the city and took away people whenever they wanted. This went on for a long time. One strange day something of a miracle occurred. One of the mother cats had left a kitten on the doorstep of a boy who was told to take care of it, for it was taken as a sign that the cats had decided on a truce. The boy raised the cat and rode him like a horse. Moreover, the elemental energy of the lion was so strong that the boy began to reclaim a hidden, inner strength that made him take command and become the King. He developed the force as a symbol so others in his family could be as he had become, a beast who was a man who was a King. Later they found, that in other animals, like the horse, the elemental energy would not be give the same effects. For the lion's energy as a companion gave the boy king deep visions and splendid dreams, while the horse when used with the self same formula would make a boy have terrible dreams. So the boy who took the magick kitten, and raised him rode the lion into battle and began to evoke a Kingdom where the signature of the leadership became the magical force of the Kingdom. He created bands of warriors that destroyed the first human invaders to the city, by riding giant cats into battle and striking fear into the hearts of the enemy. So it was the lion became the symbol of the aristocratic warrior spirit of our court. Now here is a shock for you. These magick lions of legend brought me here to this very village. For this House is the House in the village of Hunter in the Cats-kill mountains.(1) They attacked this area nearly a century ago. I am here as a descendant of that young boy who was given that kitten. They seem to have vanished again here as they did so many centuries ago. I have searched the forest here to no avail. They are gone from here now. Now these lions of legend may be real so this is what you are to look for. 1. The lions have a long tongue 2. They have hair in places and abundance that other species do not 3. They stand upright at times to see their prey 4. They survive extreme cold or heat 5.When raised as kittens you can ride them like horses and they fight along your side. 6. The elemental energy from these lions is strong and will give you visions. The lecture ended, and many more lessons of magick and kings were imparted to me in such a way they delighted my spirit and increased my zeal. This was the beginning of my instruction that led to my present understanding on the system of mystical Government that we still name today, the Kingdom of Armenia. Love is the law, love under will (1)My research on where and when this cat attack occurred has turned up nothing. I think my Grandfather heard of this in New York City, and the story was given to him blown out of proportion. The Catskills, in upstate NY got its name from the old Dutch 'Kattaskill' which meant "Land of Streams and Cats", and there were once lots of mountain lion there, but its generally thought they have all disappeared. Sightings of them there are usually thought to be really Coyote. There are constantly reports that mountain lions are back in the Catskills, but none have been substantiated.

(This introduction to Armenian Royalty, was written by an Armenian-American women living in L.A. who specializing in teaching people about the Armenian Gods. She calls herself a Priestess of Nar, and is very intelligent and dedicated to what the House of Ber calls a new golden age for Armenia. I think some of the articles on this King's site are very interesting. He has a way of bringing out the bold, strong personality of his ancestors and still retain the sublime insight and subltel humour that the old royals in Armenia is noted for. Noted that the communists drove Jack Bersson out in 1918 who move to the Bronx, New York. They insist they still hold dear all the ancient traditions of the Royal Houses of Armenia. Anyway, I thought this might be of interest to Armenians who during the time of communist occupation would of been imprisoned just for a simple postcard to King Jack Bersson. His grandson carries on the forgotten ceremonies of Ar, Tir and the other Gods with or without acceptance by the commonweal Government in Armenia.) Let all Armenians return to the ancient Armenian Gods Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law This goal has been sought since the dawn of mankind's understanding. In the perfect consciousness of Self is all power over ones environment: to change the world - to transform ones self - to make a supreme offering to the Universe. Yet this process of introspection cannot occur in a vacuum. In order to evolve, one must place ones self in an environment conducive to growth. Thus, nations have arisen, whose schools claim to offer the sufficient education to understand ones place in the world, and whose legislature and military claim to offer sufficient freedom for man to realize his full potential. They lie. Return to the ancient Armenian Gods. It is not the intention of any nation to encourage any citizen to achieve his full potential. For if he were to do so, that citizen would know freedom beyond the laws made by man, and know the power to break free from them. They won't help you. How could they? It would destroy them. Thus, religions have arisen, claiming to offer men admittance to the presence of the Divine through the institutions of the church, and claiming to offer individuals the means to comprehend their full potential. They lie. Return to the ancient Armenian Gods. It is not the intention of any organized religion to help mankind achieve their full potential. For to do so would expose the reality that all nations, all cultures, and all peoples are already realizing that Divinity can be found within Man. This would destroy the churches from within; to expose the reality that man needs no being, force or entity to be saved, except that which is, and was, already within him. They won't help you. How could they? It would destroy them. Who has forbidden to you sex? which is the key to the bliss of understanding one's self, as well as the means to the power to create? Who has forbidden to you drugs? which can open new ways of thought, and bring unknown insights to the structure of the mind? Who has forbidden to you Magick? the means to develop and bring to light the untapped potential of man's powers? Self knowledge is usually hindered by solitude (for aren't others both a model of ourselves, as well as a means of seeing a reflection of ourselves directly?), and yet what else is there for the seeker of Truth, when he realizes he is thusly surrounded by enemies? Dedicated to the emancipation of Man, the King David of the House of Ber of the Kingdom of Armenia has arisen to offer men and women with the courage to seek their true potential the freedom to do so, and access to the guidance of others who have shared a similar path. We will not do this Work for you. No one can. But a community of true elites wherein the bindings of taboo have been cast aside has clandestinely arisen and elevated itself from the lumbering of the herd mentality. The wisdom of a Royal Family who never sold out to the communists nor hostile special interests greets and salutes the Armenian people as their true King We offer the superior freedom and absence of restriction that no Republic nor Democracy can give. We state that freedom is a spiritual state within and once attained, no Government can take it away from you for you have returned to the original spiritual of Ar and the Gods, which we graciously name the company of Heaven. This freedom, this wisdom, these pleasures are here... for those who are worthy. We are direct descendants of King Ber the Bold, the most valient and great of all Armenian Kings, a man who tried to stop the occupation and invasion of the most vicious and evil of all our enemies. Truly, King Ber the Bold is a signature of a true elite who tried to keep the religious beliefs of his Family, only to be blinded by red hot iron by the evil King Abbas. King Ber the Bold is a monument and symbol of our true spiritual hertiage, which was soiled by the coming of the evil christian priests. Yes, let all Armenians return to the ancient Armenian Gods and adhere to a spiritual understanding of our true culture, which the evils of christianity are but a pale reflection in muddy waters. Let us return to the ancient Armenian Gods. For the King's website go to: http://www.castletower.org/historyber.html (and click on the family crest) Love is the law, love under will