Path: typhoon.sonic.net!feed.news.sonic.net!sjc70.webusenet.com!news.webusenet.com!wn11feed!worldnet.att.net!4.24.21.153!chcgil2-snh1.gtei.net!nycmny1-snh1.gtei.net!news.gtei.net!panix!panix1.panix.com!not-for-mail From: glass@panix.com (Robert Scott Martin) Newsgroups: alt.satanism,alt.politics.economics,alt.magick Subject: Re: A M a n W h o N e v e r D i e s Date: 20 Jan 2003 22:58:38 -0500 Organization: Helio Lines: 34 Message-ID: References: <3E2CBB26.E75AA15B@parliament.uk> NNTP-Posting-Host: panix1.panix.com X-Trace: reader1.panix.com 1043121518 23890 166.84.1.1 (21 Jan 2003 03:58:38 GMT) X-Complaints-To: abuse@panix.com NNTP-Posting-Date: Tue, 21 Jan 2003 03:58:38 +0000 (UTC) Xref: typhoon.sonic.net alt.satanism:221109 alt.politics.economics:278867 alt.magick:333093 In article <3E2CBB26.E75AA15B@parliament.uk>, Indrid Cold wrote: All hail! >"...Some modern Rosicrucians have suggested that >St. Germain has been solely responsible for the >development of alchemic practice throughout the >centuries and may be due back... He is believed > >to have masqueraded in Paris under the name >Fulcanelli as recently as the 1920s when he >warned against the development of atomic science." > The humble and lovable Eugene Canseliet was under the impression that the Big F didn't "attain the Gift of God" until sometime this century, so if Fulcanelli did the St Germain gig, either (a) he bootstrapped from another alchemist (b) he sustained himself through intermediary alchemical works or (c) he was just naturally extremely healthy. Or Canseliet is not reliable here. Actually, it's easy enough to date the Big F, but I don't know if anyone has bothered to read the texts carefully enough to do so. At one time there was a six-story house on the corner of Blvd Pereire and the Rue de Monbel in Paris. Since he mentions that he saw this house being built (during his alchemical career, which would have made him 30+), if it was built before around 1860, you've got some Puzzling Evidence. Otherwise, of course, the mystery remains. Meanwhile, his loathing of the 18th century, heyday of the Count, is well documented.