#7 — Pages 169-179 of Harold T. Wilkins’ book, “MYSTERIES OF ANCIENT SOUTH AMERICA“, contain the following interesting statements
“…It was only, says Madame Blavatsky, by interpreting the mystic signs – invisible except when the sun’s rays struck them at a certain angle, at a certain hour of the day, in the old Sun Temple of Cuzco – that one might learn the secret of the tunnels and how and where they might be entered.
“One of the approaches to the great tunnels lay, and still lies, near old Cuzco, ‘but it is masked beyond discovery’. This hidden approach leads into an immense ‘subterranean’, which runs from Cuzco to Lima, as the crow flies, a distance of 380 miles!
Then, turning southwards, the great tunnel extends into what, until about 1868, was modern Bolivia, around 900 miles!
“At a certain point the tunnel cuts into and is intersected by a ‘royal’, inside which, with all the ingenuity employed by the old priestly architects and engineers of ancient Egypt, when they wished to trap tomb-robbers of the Pharaohs, thousands of years ago, the ancient Inca (?) engineers had contrived two cunningly arranged doors, consisting of two enormous slabs of carved stone, pivoted to turn and close so tightly that one can see not the faintest sign of crack or join.
In fact, their position can be discerned on the sculptured walls of the royal subterranean mausoleum only by reading secret signs whose key is in the possession of hereditary custodians (It is whispered that the old caste of custodians of these wonderful tunnels and their secrets, has not died out, even today, in 1945).
“One of these pivoted, turning slabs, so cleverly sculptured and invisibly hinged, conceals the southern mouth of the branch of the tunnel leading to Lima. The other masks the southern entrance to the great tunnel to the former Bolivian end. This former Bolivian corridor (today located in Chili) runs southwards, passing through Tarapaca and Cobijo, which are in modern Chili. It must then turn eastwards, passing through or under the cordillera and, skirting the mysterious Atacama desert, of Northern Chili, itself… This Atacama desert (was) the home of curious remains of subterranean type, and even in the late seventeenth century rendezvous of a gang of pirates who call themselves ‘Brethren of the Black Flag’ (who) used five languages to hide their movements, and who left a bundle of musty and faced documents in code, found in 1934, in Santiago, about a cache they made here, in this weird desert.
“…Tunnels and labyrinths have played a mysterious part in ancient civilizations in the regions of what may wrongly be called the older worlds of Asia and Europe and Africa. Who can say what the ancient priest-emperors of old Peru knew of, or had inherited, from these vanished civilizations which are not even a name, or more than a faint and ghostly shadow? An ancient tradition of Brahmanic Hindustan speaks of a large island of ‘unparalleled beauty’ which, in very ancient times, lay in the middle of a vast sea in Central Asia, north of what is now the Himalayas. A race of Nephilim, or men of a golden age, lived on the island, but there was no communication between them and the mainland, except through tunnels, radiating in all directions, and many hundreds of miles long. These tunnels were said to have hidden entrances in old ruined cities in India — such as the ancient remains of Ellore, Elephanta, and the Ajunta caverns in the Chandore range.
“…A startling clue, gained in a very peculiar and romantic manner, to one of the purposes of these mysterious tunnels, and which is directly concerned with the mysterious stone city in the Lancandones territory, of which I have written elsewhere, came in the course of a chance talk between a very old Peruvian — a Quichua Indian — and the same well-known mystic and American woman traveler, the late Madame Helena P. Blavatsky, who, as one sees, was journeying through the mountains of Peru, in 1851 or 1853. The old Peruvian had passed all his life vainly trying to conceal his hatred toward the official Peruvians and the Spanish conquerors. He called them brigands.
“’ I keep friends with them, these Bandidos’” he said, ‘and their Catholic missionaries, for the sake of my own people. But I am as much a worshiper of the sun as if I had lived in the days of our murdered emperor, the Inca Atahualpa. Now, as a converted native and missionary, I once took a journey to Santa Cruz del Quiche (in Western Guatemala), and, when there, I went to see some of MY people by a subterranean passage leading into a mysterious city behind the cordilleras. Herein, it is death for any white man to trespass…’
“Said Madame Blavatskaya:
“’ We believe his story, as it is corroborated, elsewhere, by Stephens in his Travels. Besides, a man who is about to die will rarely stop to invent idle stories.’
“…One day, says the Indians, the wheel of life, or cycle of events, will come full circle, and the ancient people will return and re-introduce a golden age.
(As one has seen, millennial prophecies of this kind are common all over the regions where the ‘Atlantean’ Central and South American empire once held sway.)”
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