On the night of July thirty-first.
Aiwass finally initiated the ultimate ascension ritual.
He warned everyone he knew not to attempt to enter tonight's ascension ritual—although Aiwass did not know how the Void might obstruct him, he chose to trust Galatea.
Aiwass stood alone, right beneath the new palace of Wanning.
This was Aiwass's kingdom on earth. It is also the convergence point of his miracle, the place where his power is greatest.
By leveraging this "quality of miracle," Aiwass was able to draw more strength from the ritual.
Like a mortgage—
Aiwass stood alone, eyes closed, in the vast underground chamber.
At his specific request, there was no decoration here. It was as primitive as a bare house.
And as Aiwass meditated, layers upon layers of illusions appeared around him.
Like something leaping out of the sea, or like falling stars.
It all seemed like mere illusions, yet the "ink wash" splashed by these illusions sketched complex marks on the ground and walls.
