Absolute Abstract Space is the causa causorum of everything that is, has been and will be.

Profound and joyful Space is certainly the incomprehensible “Seity,” the ineffable mystical root of the seven cosmoses, the mysterious origin of everything that we know as spirit, matter, universes, suns, worlds, etc.

“That,” the divine, the Space of Happiness, is a tremendous reality beyond the universe and the Gods.

“That” has no dimension at all, and in truth, it is what is, what always has been and what will always be. It is the life that intensely palpitates within each atom and within each sun.

Let us speak now about the Great Ocean of the Spirit. How can we define it? Certainly, He is Brahma, the first differentiation or modification of “That” before whom the Gods and men tremble.

“That,” is it Spirit? In truth I tell you that it is not. “That,” is it matter? Truly, I tell you that it is not.

“That” is the root of Spirit and Matter; yet, it is neither one nor the other. “That” transcends the laws of number, measure and weight, side by side, quantity, quality, in front, behind, above, below, etc.

“That” is that which has reality beyond thought, word and action. “That” is not of time. It is beyond silence and sound and the ears that perceive it.

“That” is the immutable within profound divine abstraction, Light that has never been created by any God or by any man, “That” which has no name.

Brahma is Spirit but “That” is not Spirit. The Absolute, the Unmanifested is uncreated light.

Where was the raw matter of the Great Work? It is evident that it was in repose before the dawn of creation in the profound bosom of Absolute Abstract Space.

That primordial matter truly becomes the soul of the unique one, the living noumenon of any substance, undifferentiated cosmic matter.

Ancient wisdom says that Brahma, the Father, the Ocean of the Universal Spirit of Life, upon the arrival of the Great Night (that which the Hindustani call Pralaya or dissolution of the universe), submerges Himself within the Absolute Abstract Space for seven eternities.

Space is filled with universes; thus while some systems of worlds are coming out from their profound night; others are arriving at their sunset. Here cradles, and over there sepulchres.

What existed before the dawn of this Great Day in which we live, move and have our Being? The Rig Veda answers by saying:

“There was neither existence nor non existence then;
The resplendent sky did not exist,
Nor the immense firmament outstretched above.
What covered everything? What sheltered? What concealed?

Was there an unfathomable abyss of water?
There was neither death nor immortality then.
There were no boundaries between night and day.
Only the ONE breathed, breathless, by its own impulse,
Other than IT there has been nothing since,
Darkness reigned and in the beginning all was veiled
In profound obscurity, an ocean without light;
The Germ that until then had been hidden in its covering, Sprouted forth one nature from the fervent heat.”
“Who knows the secret? Who has revealed it?
From where, from where has this multiform creation sprung? The Gods themselves came into existence afterwards.
Who knows from where this great creation came?
From where yonder has this immense creation come? Perhaps it was created by its own will, or perhaps it was not, The most elevated seer, in the highest heavens,
He knows it, or perhaps even, He knows it not.” “Contemplating eternity…
Before the foundations of the earth were laid,
Thou were. And when the subterranean flame
Shall burst out of its prison and devour the form,
Thou shall still be as thou were before,
Without undergoing any change, when time shall be no more. Oh! Infinite intelligence, divine Eternity.”