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The meeting of the “high” and the “low”, of Spirit and Matter, their union in a new state of being, still unknown to the human species.

Done the time of the arrows and spires pointing to the sky, of the ascending steps – there no incense would burn, no rite would be performed: each being, there, would be directly alone with the Consciousness, with the experience. The place of the Mother, of the Creatrix Energy, without whom nothing is manifest, without whom the Supreme remains an unattainable Absolute. Her boundless patience, Her infinite wisdom, Her victorious puissance of truth, Her sweetness and Her exactitude, Her perfection of the whole as of every detail, Her invincible advance – the Matrimandir would be Her body of action and Her instrument.

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