About the Author, Hieros:

 

Official Website : officialhieros.com

 

Born: 1973

 

Tropical Zodiac Sign:

Sagittarius

 

Chinese Zodiac Sign:

Oxen

 

Occupations:

Mystic, Historian, Philosopher, Author, Web Designer/Graphic Artist

 

Literary Works to date :

Author of The Arconian Codex book series

 

Interests:

Research and compilation of knowledge from ancient history/mythology/philosophy

and belief systems from all cultures and times throughout the ages.

 

Kindred Beasts:

Wolf, Dragon

 

Spiritual Path:

Hermetic Mystic

 

Most Influential Past Lives:

Hellenistic Greece, Celtic, Posei, (Atlantis), Mu, (Lemuria)

 

Spiritual Mentors:

Thoth/Hermes, Athena and her Muses: Aode, Melete, Mneme, Apollo and Aries

 

My origins:

 

Tale of the Chrysalis...

 

After years of relentlessly questioning all that he had been

taught,the time and the hour was now at hand…

As he closed his eyes on the mortal world, he reopened them to

the ethereal. He stood, for a moment, within the solitude of the

mist and that is when they came to him…gentle,

beautiful…mystical. Unable to remember their names, but

recognizing their faces, he followed them through the mist and

entered into the majestic forest to a clearing where the great

oak stood.

Under their violet and crimson skies, he rested in silence beside

the knurled trunk with them. That is when Aode began to softly

sing her enchanting melodies as Melete entranced him with the

caress of her hand upon his face, and Mneme drew close and

whispered the sweet serenades of divinity to his soul.

The next thing he knew, his eyes, once again, opened to the

mortal world. Something was different now, he could feel

it…deep within his heart. The poet had returned, the artist had

opened his eyes, the philosopher had broken his silence.

Remembering the vision that was there only moments earlier, he

knew that his life had forever changed. Just one day earlier, he

lived a man's life, filled with dedication and hard work…but

now, he was reborn…a messenger for the Gods.

That is when the stories began to fill his mind…rushing through

his body like water through the stream. Released from all that

had troubled his mortal life before, he was invigorated and

revitalized by the new task that was now at hand. He began to

recall what he had forgotten from the old world…the places, the

emotions, the lessons that were once a part of him.

That was the point when the memories began to come back, as

they continue to do to this day, recalling the chapters of history

once again. The tale is one to be told again, one to be shared

with all, one to be remembered by everyone…for today is the

day, and this is the hour, we are the key and we hold the power…

 

~ Hieros ~

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