he tracks of wheels. The
blissful Sakkia Mouni found on one mountain top tablets of stone
carrying words which he only understood in his old age and afterwards
penetrated into the Kingdom of Agharti, from which he brought back
crumbs of the sacred learning preserved in his memory. There in palaces
of wonderful crystal live the invisible rulers of all pious people, the
King of the World or Brahytma, who can speak with God as I speak with
you, and his two assistants, Mahytma, knowing the purposes of future
events, and Mahynga, ruling the causes of these events."

"The Holy Panditas study the world and all its forces. Sometimes the
most learned among them collect together and send envoys to that place
where the human eyes have never penetrated. This is described by
the Tashi Lama living eight hundred and fifty years ago. The highest
Panditas place their hands on their eyes and at the base of the brain of
younger ones and force them into a deep sleep, wash their bodies with an
infusion of grass and make them immune to pain and harder than stones,
wrap them in magic cloths, bind them and then pray to the Great God. The
petrified youths lie with eyes and ears open and alert, seeing, hearing
and remembering everything. Afterwards a Goro approaches and fastens a
long, steady gaze upon them. Very slowly the bodies lift themselves from
the earth and disappear. The Goro sits and stares with fixed eyes to the
place whither he has sent them. Invisible threads join them to his will.
Some of them course among the stars, observe their events, their unknown
peoples, their life and their laws. They listen to their talk, read
their books, understand their fortunes and woes, their holiness and
sins, their piety and evil. Some are mingled with flame and see the
creature of fire, quick and ferocious, eternally fighting, melting and
hammering metals in the depths of planets, boiling the water for geysers
and springs, melting the rocks and pushing out molten streams over the
surface of the earth through the holes in the mountains. Others rush
together with the ever elusive, infinitesimally small, transparent
creatures of the air and penetrate into the mysteries of their existence
and into the purposes of their life. Others slip into the depths of the
seas and observe the kingdom of the wise creatures of the water, who
transport and spread genial warmth all over the earth, ruling the winds,
waves and storms. . . . In Erdeni Dzu formerly lived Pa