By Gerald B. Bryan
Shakespeare, the world’s most illustrious author, in his
latter celestial days, according to reports, has turned to the “Mighty I AM”
for solace and comfort and has gotten sort of childish in his English. The Bard
who in his prime turned out from his gigantic literary mill the most astounding
array of comedies, tragedies, and histories the world has ever seen, has, in
these latter days, come solidly over to the Ballard banner and has published a
book!
Formerly the most choice and creative in his use of words
of any writer in the post-antediluvian world, he now confines himself to making
simple and inane speeches over the “Light and Sound Ray,” dotting the cosmic
landscape with an over-use of such salutations as “Dear Hearts,” “Beloved
Ones,” “Precious Students,” and similar endearments to his happy family of I
AM-ers. He has lost that extraordinary command of the English tongue which was
undeniably his, turns frequently to American colloquialisms and slang, and is
unbelievably careless in his efforts to get over to his “Beloved Students of
Long Ago” the present aberrations of a former gigantic intellect.
The greatest of men, it seems, whether American, English,
or Polynesian, have their weak moments when they go senile or from the other
side of life try to speak to the children of earth. And if this effort at
spirit communication be true in the use of the old-fashioned planchette or its
modern revival, the Ouija board, what may we expect of the streamlined “Light
and Sound Ray?”
It seems that the Ballards have communicated with the
author of the Shakespearean plays over their marvelous Light and Sound Ray, and
have revealed most startling information. In the most sober truth and in the
most approved Munchausen fashion, they tell us that the author of the
Shakespearean plays is none other than their own garrulous “Saint Germain!”
And herein lies another story just as marvelous, for
evidently accepting the rather discredited idea that Lord Frances Bacon was the
real author of the Shakespearean literature, they tell us in the same breath
that Bacon was, and is, also their “Saint Germain!”
A search through the literature put out under the names
of Shakespeare and Bacon, however, reveals no particular fondness in either
case for the “Mighty I AM” of the Ballards. In fact, in neither case does it
seem that the “I AM” has been mentioned at all — which seems strange
considering “Saint Germain’s” present ardor for the “I AM.” If Saint Germain
was Bacon, and he wrote the Shakespearean plays, why no mention of the “I AM”
in the Baconian and Shakespearean literature? Why did Saint Germain at that
time hide his “I AM” under a bushel, only to have it peep out in all its
effulgence under the present dynasty of the Ballards?
The whole weird story of the strange reincarnations of
“Saint Germain” is told in the Ballard article on that gentleman published on
pages 5 to 9 of the March, 1936, Voice of the I AM, and therefore is strictly
and unqualifiedly authentic to the last word. In this article there is an
earnest but considerably strained effort to link the name of William
Shakespeare in some way with their “I AM.” They say:
“The name, William Shakespeare, under which He wrote the
plays, signifies that it was the Will of the I AM that He shake the Spear of
Wisdom at the darkness of ignorance . . .” (p. 6.)
One may have to re-read this play on words to catch the
point. We wonder if all folks who have William as their name are for the same reason
“I AM-er?” All they have to do to become so is to capitalize the “I am” which
follows the “Will” Part of the name — and it is done!
Yet the Ballards condemn the numerologists for doing
capers with names and numbers!
Complicating the history of “Saint Germain” and Bacon
still more, we read in the aforementioned article the following amazing
statement:
“His [Saint Germain’s] last embodiment was that of Lord
Francis Bacon, who was the son of Queen Elizabeth by her husband, Lord Leister
. . . !” (p. 5.)
Most odd when we remember that England’s virgin Queen
never had a husband — at least none that history records.
Also, Bacon, it seems, was the perfectly good son of Sir
Nicholas Bacon and his legally-wed wife. And there was no “Lord Leister.”
Perhaps the Ballards referred to the court favorite, Lord Leicester, who also
has a spouse.
That, unfortunately, isn’t all of the affair. Mixing
history and invention still further, we read:
“Saint Germain illumined and raised His body in 1684 . .
.” (p. 7.)
Now, history records that Bacon died in 1626. Therefore,
if “Saint Germain” as “Bacon,” raised his body in 1684, he made his “Ascension”
fifty-eight years after his recorded death!
In other words, “Saint Germain,” miracle man that he is,
“raised” his body from the grave after it had lain there in its dust and
whitened bones for a half century and more!
Just another “I AM” miracle. Which brings up the
startling thought that there is now a chance for the great grandparents of
devoted I AM-ers to make their “Ascension” — even though dead and buried for a
century or so!
But going back still further into history, we discover
further news about this remarkable “Saint Germain,” news that should be of
particular interest to Bible students.
We learn that this odd and quick-change character was
also the Prophet Samuel — he it was who sent a thunderstorm against the
Philistines and saved the day for the besieged Israelites. That, indeed, does
in fact sound like the heroic Saint Germain. He has always been apt at throwing
the “lightning” and that sort of thing.
But it is not recorded that Samuel knew anything about
the “I AM” which seems odd, considering the fact that he today (as “Saint
Germain”) talks constantly about it.
Besides, Samuel got old, which the ever-youthful “Saint
Germain” is surely not supposed to do. For according to the Bible, after Samuel
was dead, the Witch of Endor at the earnest entreaty of King Saul, brought him
forth as a ghost from the realm of departed spirits. And Samuel came forth as
an “old man . . . covered with a robe,” and prophesied. (I Sam. 28:14.)
That “old man” was the formerly youthful “Master Saint
Germain,” who 70,000 years ago was “King of the Sahara Desert,” the one who
“looked like a God” in his “golden hair that hung to his shoulders.” (p. 151,
U.M.)
Such, it seems, are the rigors of Time, which “Master,”
as well as men cannot remove or affect.
But this composite Saint Germain-Bacon-Shakespeare-Samuel-King-of-the-Sahara
character has still further destiny to fulfill, even though a somewhat symbolic
and static one. He is in addition to all this none other than our own revered
“Uncle Sam!” He is called that, says Mrs. Ballard, because “Saint Germain” is
in charge of America and was the Prophet SAM-uel!
Just how the “Uncle” part has come in, she never had
said. But as the I AM-ers have their “Daddy” and Mamma” Ballard — why not an “Uncle” Saint Germain!
It must be evident from all of this that the Comte de St.
Germain of the 18th century cannot on any basis of fact and reason be the
strange, pieced-together creation which the Ballards call their “Ascended
Master Saint Germain.”
If, as they admit, the Comte de St. Germain of the 18th
century was an “Ascended Master” when he lived in the apartment at the chateau
provided for him by Louis XV and talked to a multitude of different people and
did all the other physical things attributed to him — why doesn’t he do similar
physical things today? Why doesn’t he show himself to other human beings
besides members of the Ballard family?
No, he does none of these things. He hides out in
so-called mystic retreats where no one can see him. He takes astral excursions
instead of the ferry or coach. He visits only the Ballards, coming in through
the wall or window of their hotel room, and goes out perhaps by the roof. He
hovers over the Ballards on the platform like a wraith, and speaks the most
inane things, far different than he spoke when he was just an un-Ascended being
—Lord Bacon— and assertedly wrote the plays of William Shakespeare!
If the Ballard “Ascension” can do that much for a scholar
and a great man, what might not it do for us?
We shall have to, therefore, on the clear basis of
reason, separate the historical Comte de St. Germain from the Ballard creation
of that name, and we have nothing left then but a phantasmagoria of the Ballard
mind, or, if you believe in such things, a spook or an astral wraith.
Yet, this wraith, spook, phantom, thought-image, or
whatever you want to call it, functions as a “PSYCHIC DICTATOR” over the minds
and actions of hundreds of thousands of otherwise good and patriotic Americans!
It (or he) tells them what to eat, what to wear, and what
not to. It flatters them on occasions, and threatens them generally all the
time. It tells them when they can “Ascend” and when the can’t. It tells them what “Friends” to place
at the seat of the United States Government, and what will happen to some
already there. It is the strangest sort of dictatorship extant in a world
already encompassed with odd dictatorships. It is a dictatorship which is not
backed by a police force or army, or by a physical-plane Hitler, Stalin, or
Mussolini, but by the psychically-armed might of the Ballard legions of
“Ascended Masters” that are pledged to sweep America and the earth.
And their people believe it — and have for five years!
(Psychic Dictatorship in America, chapter 13)
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