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The Secret ScienceBehind Miraclesby Max Freedom Long[1948]

THE SECRET SCIENCEBEHIND MIRACLESByMax Freedom LongAUTHOR OFRecovering the Ancient MagicKOSMON PRESSLOS ANGELES 6, CALIFORNIA2208 West 11th St.[1948]

Title PageContentsChapter I. The Discovery That May Change The WorldChapter II. Fire-Walking as an Introduction to MagicChapter III. The Incredible Force used in Magic, Where it Comes from, and Some of its UsesChapter IV. The Two Souls of Man and the Proofs That There Are Two Instead of OneChapter V. The Kahuna System and the Three ―Souls‖ or Spirits of Man, Each Using Its OwnVoltage of Vital Force. These Spirits in Union and in SeparationChapter VI. Taking the Measure of the Third Element in Magic, That of the Invisible SubstanceThrough Which Consciousness Acts by Means of ForceChapter VII. Psychometry, Crystal Gazing, Visions of the Past, Visions of the Future, Etc.,Explained by the Ancient Lore of the KahunasChapter VII. Mind Reading, Clairvoyance, Vision, Prevision, Crystal Gazing, and All of thePsychometrically Related Phenomena, as Explained in Terms of the Ten Elements of the AncientHuna SystemChapter IX. The Significance of Seeing into the Future in the Psychometric Phenomena and inDreamsChapter X. The Easy Way to Dream into the FutureChapter XI. Instant Healing Through the High Self. The Proofs and MethodsChapter XII. Raising the Dead, Permanently and TemporarilyChapter XIII. The Life-Giving Secrets of Lomilomi and Laying on of HandsChapter XIV. Startling New and Different Ideas from the Kahunas Concerning the Nature of theComplex and HealingChapter XV. The Secret Kahuna Method of Treating the ComplexChapter XVI. How the Kahunas Fought the Horrid Things of DarknessChapter XVII. The Secret Within the SecretChapter XVIII. The Secret which Enabled the Kahunas to Perform the Miracle of Instant HealingChapter XIX. The Magic of Rebuilding the Unwanted FutureChapter XX. The High Self and the Healing in Psychic ScienceChapter XXI. How the Kahunas Controlled Winds, Weather and the Sharks by MagicChapter XXII. The Practical Use of the Magic of the MiracleNoteIllustrationsAppendix

CHAPTER ITHE DISCOVERY THAT MAY CHANGE THE WORLDThis report deals with the discovery of an ancient and secret system of workable magic, which, ifwe can learn to use it as did the native magicians of Polynesia and North Africa, bids fair tochange the world provided the atom bomb does not make all further changes impossible.As a young man I was a Baptist. I attended the Catholic Church often with a boyhood friend.Later on I studied Christian Science briefly, took a long look into Theosophy, and ended bymaking a survey of all religions whose literatures were available to me.With this background, and having majored in Psychology at school, I arrived in Hawaii in 1917and took a job teaching because the position would place me near the volcano, Kilauea, whichwas very active at the time and which I proposed to visit as often as possible.After a three days’ voyage in a small steamer out of Honolulu, I at last reached my school. It wasone of three rooms and stood in a lonely valley between a great sugar plantation and a vast ranchmanned by Hawaiians and owned by a white man who had lived most of his life in Hawaii.The two teachers under me were both Hawaiian, and it was only natural that I soon began toknow more about their simple Hawaiian friends. From the first I began to hear guardedreferences to native magicians, the kahunas, or "Keepers of the Secret."My curiosity became aroused and I began to ask questions. To my surprise I found that questionswere not welcomed. Behind native life there seemed to lie a realm of secret and private activitieswhich were no business of a curious outsider. Furthermore, I learned that the kahunas had beenoutlawed since early days when the Christian missionaries became the ruling element in theIslands, and that all activities of the kahunas and their clients were strictly sub rosa, at least in sofar as a white man was concerned.Rebuffs only whetted my appetite for this strange fare which tasted largely of black superstition,but was constantly spiced to tongue-burning proportions by what appeared to be eye-witnessaccounts of both the impossible and the preposterous. Ghosts walked scandalously, and theywere not confined to the ghosts of deceased Hawaiians. The lesser gods walked as well, andPele, goddess of the volcanoes, was suspected repeatedly of visiting the natives both by day andby night in the disguise of a strange old woman never seen before in those parts, and given toasking for tobacco—which she got instantly and without question.Then there were the accounts of healing through the use of magic, of magical killings of peopleguilty of hurting their fellows, and, strangest of all to me, the use of magic to investigate thefuture of individuals and, if it was not good, change it for the better. This last practice had aHawaiian name, but was described to me as "Make luck business."

I had come up through a hard school and was inclined to look with a suspicious eye on anythingthat savored of superstition. This attitude was reinforced when I received from the HonoluluLibrary the loan of several books which told what there was to tell about the kahunas. From allaccounts—and these had been written almost entirely by the missionaries who had arrived inHawaii less than a century earlier—the kahunas were a set of evil scoundrels who preyed on thesuperstitions of the natives. Before the arrival of the missionaries in 1820, there had been greatstone platforms throughout the eight islands, with grotesque wooden idols and stone altars whereeven human sacrifices were made. There were idols peculiar to each temple and locality. Thechiefs had their own personal idols very often, as the famous conqueror of all the Islands,Kamehameha I, had his hideous war god with staring eyes and shark's teeth.Near my school, in a district where I was later to teach, there had stood an extra large templefrom which each year the priests set forth in procession, carrying the gods for a vacation tripthrough the countryside and collecting tribute.One of the outstanding features of the idol worship was the amazing set of taboos imposed by thekahunas. Almost nothing at all could be done without the lifting of a taboo and the permission ofthe priests. As the priests had been backed by the chiefs, the commoners had a difficult time of it.In fact, so great had the imposition of the priests become that, the year before the arrival of themissionaries, the head kahuna of them all, Hewahewa by name, asked the old queen and theyoung reigning prince for permission to destroy the idols, break the taboos to the last one, andforbid the kahunas their practices. The permission was granted, and all kahunas of good willjoined in burning the gods which they had always known were only wood and feathers.The books provided fascinating reading. The high priest, Hewahewa, had evidently been a manof parts. He had possessed psychic powers and had been able to look into the future to the extentthat he could advise Kamehameha I wisely through a campaign that lasted years and ended withthe conquering of all other chiefs and the uniting of the Islands under one rule.Hewahewa was an excellent example of the type of Hawaiians of the upper class who possesseda most surprising ability to absorb new ideas and react to them. This class amazed the world bystepping out of a grass skirt into all the vestments of civilization in less than a generation.Hewahewa seems to have spent hardly five years in making his personal transition from nativecustoms and ways of thought to those of the white men of the day. But he made one bad mistakein the process. When conservative old Kamehameha died, Hewahewa set to work to look into thefuture, and what he saw intrigued him greatly. He saw white men and their wives arriving inHawaii to tell the Hawaiians of their God. He saw the spot on a certain beach on one of the eightislands where they would land to meet the royalty.To a high priest this was most important. Evidently he made inquiries of the white seamen thenin the Islands and was told that the white priests worshiped Jesus, who had taught them toperform miracles, even to raising the dead, and that Jesus had risen from the dead after threedays. Undoubtedly the account was properly embroidered for the benefit of the Hawaiian.

Convinced that the white men had superior ways, guns, ships and machines, Hewahewa took itfor granted that they had a superior form of magic. Realizing the contamination that hadovertaken temple Kahunaism in the Islands, he promptly decided to clear the stage against thearrival of the white kahunas. He acted at once, and the temples were all in ruins when, on anOctober day in 1820, at the very spot on the very beach which Hewahewa had pointed out to hisfriends and the royal family, the missionaries from New England came ashore.Hewahewa met them on the beach and recited to them a fine rhyming prayer of welcome whichhe had composed in their honor. In the prayer he mentioned a sufficient part of the nativemagic—in veiled terms—to show that he was a magician of no mean powers, and then went onto welcome the new priests and their "gods from far high places."Official visits with royalty finished, and the missionaries assigned to various islands withpermission to begin their work, Hewahewa elected to go with the group assigned to Honolulu.He had already found himself in rather a tight box, however, because, as it soon developed, thewhite kahunas possessed no magic at all. They were as helpless as the wooden gods which hadbeen burned. The blind and sick and halt had been brought before them and had been takenaway, still blind, still sick and still halt. Something was amiss. The kahunas had been able to domuch better than that, idols or no idols.It developed that the white kahunas needed temples. Hopefully, Hewahewa and his men set towork to help build a temple. It was a fine large one made of cut stone and it took a long time tocomplete. But, when it was at last done and dedicated, the missionaries still could not heal, to saynothing of raising the dead as they had been supposed to do.Hewahewa had fed the missionaries and befriended them endlessly. His name appearedfrequently in their letters and journals. But, soon after the church at Waiohinu was finished, hisname was erased from the pages of the missionary reports. He had been urged to join the churchand become a convert. He had refused, and, we can only suppose, went back to the use of suchmagic as he knew, and ordered his fellow kahunas back to their healing practices.A few years later, what with Christianity, hymn-singing and reading and writing being acceptedby the chiefs in their rapid stride into civilized states, the missionaries outlawed the kahunas.They remained outlawed, but as no Hawaiian police officer or magistrate in his right mind daredarrest a kahuna known to have genuine power, the use of magic continued merrily—behind thebacks of the whites, so to speak. Meantime, schools were established and the Hawaiians slid withincredible speed from savagery into civilization, going to church on a Sunday, singing andpraying as loudly as the next, and on Monday going to the deacon, who might be a kahuna onweek days, to be healed or to have their future changed if they had found themselves in the midstof a run of bad luck.In isolated districts the kahunas practiced their arts openly. At the volcano several of themcontinued to make the ritual offerings to Pele, and acted as guides for tourists on the side, oftenastounding them with a certain magical feat of which I shall tell in detail very soon.

To continue my story, I read the books, decided with their authors that the kahunas possessed nogenuine magic, and settled back fairly well satisfied that all the whispered tales I might hearwere figments of imagination.The next week I was introduced to a young Hawaiian who had been to school and who hadthought to show his superior knowledge by defying the local native superstition that one mightnot enter a certain tumbled temple enclosure and defile it. His demonstration took an unexpectedturn and he found his legs useless under him. His friends carried him home after he had crawledfrom the enclosure, and, after the plantation doctor had failed to help him, he had gone to akahuna and had been restored by him. I did not believe the tale, but still I had no way ofknowing.I asked some of the older white men of the neighborhood what they thought of the kahunas, andthey invariably advised me to keep my nose out of their affairs. I asked well educated Hawaiiansand got no advice at all. They simply were not talking. They either laughed off my questions orignored them.This state of affairs prevailed for me all that year and the next and the next. I moved to adifferent school each year, each time finding myself in isolated corners where native life ran astrong undercurrent, and in my third year found myself in a brisk little coffee-growingcommunity with ranchers and native fishermen in the hills and along the beaches.Very quickly I learned that the delightful elderly lady with whom I boarded at a rambling cottagehotel, was a minister, and that she preached each Sunday to the largest congregation ofHawaiians in those parts. I further learned that she had no connection with the Mission Churchesor any other, was self ordained, and peppery on the subject. In due time I found that she was thedaughter of a man who had ventured to try his Christian prayers and faith against the magic of alocal kahuna who had challenged him and had promised to pray his congregation of Hawaiiansto death, one by one, to show that his beliefs were more practical and genuine than thesuperstitions of the Christians.I even saw the diary of that earnest but misguided gentleman. In it he reported the death, one byone, of members of his flock, then the sudden desertion of the remaining members. The pages formany days were left blank in the diary at that point, but the daughter told me how the desperatemissionary went afield, learned the use of the magic employed in the death prayer, and secretlymade the death prayer for the challenging kahuna. The kahuna had not expected such a turningof the tables and had taken no precautions against attack. He died in three days.The survivors of the flock rushed back to church and the diary resumed with the glad tidingsof the return. But the missionary was never the same. He attended the next conclave of themission body in Honolulu, and said or did things not recorded in any available records. He mayonly have answered scandalized charges. In any event, he was churched and never again attendeda conclave. But the Hawaiians understood. A princess gave him a strip of land a half mile wideand running from the breakers to the high mountains. On this land at the beach where CaptainCook landed and was killed hardly fifty years earlier, there stood the remains of one of the finestnative temples in the land—the one from which the gods were paraded each year over the road

that is still called "The Pathway of the Gods." Farther back from the beach, but on the same grantof land, stood the little church of coral stone which the natives had built with their own handsand in which his daughter was to preside as minister sixty years later.At the beginning of my fourth year in the Islands I moved to Honolulu, and after getting settled,took time out to visit the Bishop Museum, a famous institution founded by Hawaiian Royaltyand endowed to support a school for children of Hawaiian blood.The purpose of my visit was to try to find someone who could give me an authoritative answer tothe question of the kahunas which had plagued me for so long. My bump of curiosity had growntoo large to be comfortable, and I harbored an angry desire to have something done about it oneway or another, definitely and decisively. I had heard that the curator of the museum had spentmost of his years delving into things Hawaiian, and I had the hope that he would be able to giveme the truth, coldly, scientifically and in an acceptable form.At the entrance I met a charming Hawaiian woman, a Mrs. Webb, who listened to my bluntstatement of the reason for my visit, studied me for a moment, then said, "You'd better go up andsee Dr. Brigham. He's in his office on the next floor."Dr. Brigham turned away from his desk, where he was studying some botanical material througha glass, to examine me with friendly blue eyes. He was a great scientist, an authority in hischosen field, recognized and respected in the British Museum for the perfection of his studiesand printed reports on them. He was eighty-two, huge, bald and bearded. He was heavy with theweight of an incredibly varied mass of scientific knowledge—and he looked like Santa Claus.(See Who's Who in America for 1922-1923 for his record, under William Tufts Brigham.)I took the chair which he offered, introduced myself, and went swiftly to the questions which hadbrought me to him. He listened attentively, asked questions about the things I had heard, theplaces where I had lived and the people I had come to know.He countered my questions about the kahunas with questions as to what my conclusions hadbeen. I explained that I was quite convinced that it was all superstition or suggestion, or poison,but admitted that I needed someone who spoke with the authority of real information to help mequiet the nagging little doubt in the back of my mind.Some time passed. Dr. Brigham almost annoyed me with his questions. He seemed to forget thepurpose of my visit and lose himself in the exploration of my background. He wanted to knowwhat I had read, where I had studied, and what I thought about a dozen matters which were quiteaside from the question I had raised.I was beginning to grow impatient when he suddenly fixed me with so stern a glance that I wasstartled. "Can I trust you to respect my confidence?" he asked. "I have a little scientific standingwhich I wish to preserve," he smiled suddenly, "even in the vanity of my old age."I assured him that what he might say would go no farther, then waited.

He thought for a moment, then said slowly: "For forty years I have been studying the kahunas tofind the answer to the question you have asked. The kahunas do use what you have called magic.They do heal. They do kill. They do look into the future and change it for their clients. Manywere impostors, but some were genuine. Some even used this magic to fire-walk across lavaoverflows barely cooled enough to carry the weight of a man." He broke off abruptly as iffearing he had said too much. Leaning back in his swivel chair he watched me moodily throughhalf-closed eyes.I am not sure, but I believe I muttered "thanks." I half rose from my chair and sank back on it. Imust have stared at him blankly for an idiotically long time. My trouble was that there was nowind left in my sails. He had knocked the underpinning from under the world I had bracedalmost to solidity over a period of three years. I had confidently expected an official negation ofthe kahunas, and I had told myself that I would be able to wash my hands completely of themand their superstitions. Now I was back in the trackless swamp, and, not up to my ankles asbefore, but suddenly sunk to the tip of my curious nose in the mire of mystery.I may have made inarticulate noises, I have never been quite sure, but finally I managed to findmy tongue."Fire-walking?" I asked uncertainly. "Over hot lava? I never heard of that. " I swallowed a fewtimes, then managed to ask, "How do they do it?"Dr. Brigham's eyes popped open very wide, then narrowed down while his bushy brows climbedtoward his bald dome. His white beard began to twitch, and suddenly he leaned back in his chairand let out a roar of laughter which shook the walls. He laughed until tears rolled down his pinkcheeks

Chapter XVII. The Secret Within the Secret Chapter XVIII. The Secret which Enabled the Kahunas to Perform the Miracle of Instant Healing Chapter XIX. The Magic of Rebuilding the Unwanted Future Chapter XX. The High Self and the Healing in Psychic Science Chapter XXI. How the Kahunas Contro

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