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<blockquote>I AM the Old Man of the Hills. You have not known my flame, and yet you have known my name. Orion I am called, and you have sung to the aureole of the dawn. You have called me Old Man, and I have laughed with a twinkle in my eye; for if you could see me, you would wonder whether or not I am an old man, a young man, or perhaps something in between. I come scaling the summits of life. And I work with elemental life and with [[God Tabor]], spanning the mountain ranges of North America. I am in search of a [[chela]], even as I was once in search of a guru, even as I met my master in the mountain.</blockquote>
<blockquote>Я ЕСМЬ Старец Холмов. Вы не знали моего пламени, но слышали мое имя. Меня зовут Орион, и вы воспевали сияние рассвета. Вы называли меня Старцем, а я смеялся, весело сверкая глазами, потому что, если бы вы увидели меня, то засомневались бы, старый я или молодой, а, возможно, нечто среднее. Я прихожу, штурмуя вершины жизни. Я тесно работаю с элементальной жизнью и с [[God Tabor|Богом Табором]] в горах Северной Америки. Я ищу [[chela|чела]], так же как когда-то искал гуру и встретил однажды моего Владыку в горах.</blockquote>


<blockquote>I am a devotee of freedom, and I am proud to be called a patriot of life! For I release the fervor of my heart, and that fervor is a sphere of pink light around every star aborning—the stars of your soul, the stars of the flag that blows in the wind, the stars of the nations, the stars of planetary bodies. And I walk with Godfre; I walk with Saint Germain, ever kindling, with the fervor of my heart, the precious concepts of freedom they hold for mankind. And as I walk, many times in silence, meditating upon the words of God Obedience and of the Master of freedom’s flame, I hear them also in search of a chela—not one, but many.<ref>The Old Man of the Hills, “Fiery Vortices of Consciousness Becoming God,” in {{GWB}}, p. 231.</ref></blockquote>
<blockquote>I am a devotee of freedom, and I am proud to be called a patriot of life! For I release the fervor of my heart, and that fervor is a sphere of pink light around every star aborning—the stars of your soul, the stars of the flag that blows in the wind, the stars of the nations, the stars of planetary bodies. And I walk with Godfre; I walk with Saint Germain, ever kindling, with the fervor of my heart, the precious concepts of freedom they hold for mankind. And as I walk, many times in silence, meditating upon the words of God Obedience and of the Master of freedom’s flame, I hear them also in search of a chela—not one, but many.<ref>The Old Man of the Hills, “Fiery Vortices of Consciousness Becoming God,” in {{GWB}}, p. 231.</ref></blockquote>