I didn't want to disturb it. It looked so perfect; all blue on blue.
Seriously- I didn't touch it. I have no idea what the damn thing's about.
You see before you an image of a copy of Rosicrucian Library Volume XXVI by Ralph M. Lewis. (this bio is shorter and has mystic acronyms).
One of these days, I have to visit the Rosicrucian Egyptian Museum in San Jose.
(I've seen the Winchester Mystery House already- but didn't take the garden sculpture tour. Maybe another time. No. I'm just saying that to be polite)
Back in the '80s, I had a copy of Lemuria: The Lost Continent of the Pacific (Rosicrucian Library - Vol. XII). It was a red hardcover with gold lettering. In a nutshell: survivors (or their descendants, or something) of the lost continent of Lemuria (the Atlantis of the Pacific) are living on Mt. Shasta.
But, that's another story.
I'm not sure what's become of the Lemuria book. Which is kind of why I didn't snatch this one up; yet another thing to lose.
But, I also thought: maybe this book was meant for someone else. Let them touch it.
I just liked the blue on blue.
