Learn how and when to remove this template message Yakov Mikhailovich Berger, who later adopted the name Jacques Bergier,  was born in Odessa in Mikhail Berger, his father, was a Jewish wholesale grocer and his mother, Etlia Krzeminiecka, was a former revolutionary. He was a gifted child: in his autobiography he said that at two he read his first newspaper and at four he could easily read Russian, French and Hebrew. He was a speed reader until the end of his life he could read 4 to 10 books per day and had an eidetic memory.
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Start your review of The Morning of the Magicians Write a review Jul 29, Ocean rated it it was amazing Recommends it for: people with a lot of intellectual felxibility Shelves: filosofie , religion-spirituality , french An all time favorite.
Great reading for those interested in the connections between filosofie, religion, spirituality and the past and future of humankind. Well researched, documented and written by men who know their field. This book got me interested in mysticism and thought me to think outside the box and to feel free to switch from science to pseudo-science and that that was ok. These writers thought me that real intelligence lies in being able to think further than is allowed.
Not to be An all time favorite. Not to be afraid to "believe", not to fear intellectual rejection and snobisme and that real insight is a reward for intellectual flexibility. Given some of the predictions made in this book, many of which had been conclusively disproved within the decade, this is not a surprise.
Having been a rabid Shock Waves fan since I first saw it in the late seventies, my destiny was pretty much sealed at the moment I heard that. It took me some five years to track down a copy of this book.
It then took me another year and a half to read it. The difference, for which I have to give Pauwels and Bergier grudging props, is that these guys never offer up any of this stuff, save the stories of what has come before, as documented fact. Pauwels even says, a number of times, that he expects much of the conjecture in the book to be proven wrong as time goes on, but that the authors hope someone will take some of the threads they have gathered and run with them, in a scientific sense.
But this conjures up some questions, the most obvious of which is this: when you have just spent a hundred pages or so making fun of the Nazis for believing the crazy stuff they believed, and then you spend the next hundred pages cataloguing things that are, at base, just as nuts, how can you expect to have any of it taken seriously?
It points to something that might, in the future, be possible and, as we shall see presently, reechoes one of the great themes discussed in bygone civilizations. So while I get that the nonsense of the sixties and the new age is fairly laughable it would be a mistake to disregard the impulse behind it. In the event, however, it proved a ghastly failure. This shows that the Rosicrucian doctrine was concerned with the domination of the Universe through science and technique, and not at all through initiation or mysticism. He is supposed to have spent some time in Spain, after which a mysterious voyage brought him to India where he is reputed to have acquired various kinds of skills that stupefied his entourage. In the pursuit of this Truth I lost sight of numerous small truths which would have made of me, certainly not the superman I yearned to be, but at least a better and more integrated person than I am. Listen to them not.
The Morning of the Magicians
Louis Pauwels, Jacques Bergier Morning Of The Magicians