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Why? Langdon checked his watch again and groaned Slipping the key into his pocket, he gazed across the gaping void before him at the far side of the balcony Katherine had walked fearlessly ahead, apparently unfazed by the height She was now halfway around the circumference, admiring every inch of Brumidi’s The Apotheosis of Washington, which loomed directly over their heads From this rare vantage point, the fifteen-foot-tall figures that adorned the nearly five thousand square feet of the Capitol Dome were visible in astonishing detail Langdon turned his back to Katherine, faced the outer wall, and whispered very quietly, “Katherine, this is your conscience speaking Why did you abandon Robert?” Katherine was apparently familiar with the dome’s startling acoustical properties because the wall whispered back “Because Robert is being a chicken He should come over here with me We have plenty of time before we’re allowed to open that door.” Langdon knew she was right and reluctantly made his way around the balcony, hugging the wall as he went “This ceiling is absolutely amazing,” Katherine marveled, her neck craned to take in the enormous splendor of the Apotheosis overhead “Mythical gods all mixed in with scientific inventors and their creations? And to think this is the image at the center of our Capitol.” Langdon turned his eyes upward to the sprawling forms of Franklin, Fulton, and Morse with their technological inventions A shining rainbow arched away from these figures, guiding his eye to George Washington ascending to heaven on a cloud The great promise of man becoming God Katherine said, “It’s as if the entire essence of the Ancient Mysteries is hovering over the Rotunda.” Langdon had to admit, not many frescoes in the world fused scientific inventions with mythical gods and human apotheosis This ceiling’s spectacular collection of images was indeed a message of the Ancient Mysteries, and it was here for a reason The founding fathers had envisioned America as a blank canvas, a fertile field on which the seeds of the mysteries could be sown Today, this soaring icon—the father of our country ascending to heaven—hung silently above our lawmakers, leaders, and presidents a bold reminder, a map to the future, a promise of a time when man would evolve to complete spiritual maturity “Robert,” Katherine whispered, her gaze still fixated on the massive figures of America’s great inventors accompanied by Minerva “It’s prophetic, really Today, man’s most advanced inventions are being used to study man’s most ancient ideas The science of Noetics may be new, but it’s actually the oldest science on earth—the study of human thought.” She turned to him now, her eyes filled with wonder “And we’re learning that the ancients actually understood thought more profoundly than we today.” “Makes sense,” Langdon replied “The human mind was the only technology the ancients had at their disposal The early philosophers studied it relentlessly.” “Yes! The ancient texts are obsessed with the power of the human mind The Vedas describe the flow of mind energy The Pistis Sophia describes universal consciousness The Zohar explores the nature of mind spirit The Shamanic texts predict Einstein’s ‘remote influence’ in terms of healing at a distance It’s all there! And don’t even get me started about the Bible.” “You, too?” Langdon said, chuckling “Your brother tried to convince me that the Bible is encoded with scientific information.” “It certainly is,” she said “And if you don’t believe Peter, read some of Newton’s esoteric texts on the Bible When you start to understand the cryptic parables in the Bible, Robert, you realize it’s a study of the human mind.” Langdon shrugged “I guess I’d better go back and read it again.” “Let me ask you something,” she said, clearly not appreciating his skepticism “When the Bible tells us to ‘go build our temple’ a temple that we must ‘build with no tools and making no noise,’ what temple you think it’s talking about?” “Well, the text does say your body is a temple.” “Yes, Corinthians 3:16 You are the temple of God.” She smiled at him “And the Gospel of John says the exact same thing Robert, the Scriptures are well aware of the power latent within us, and they are urging us to harness that power urging us to build the temples of our minds.” “Unfortunately, I think much of the religious world is waiting for a real temple to be rebuilt It’s part of the Messianic Prophecy.” “Yes, but that overlooks an important point The Second Coming is the coming of man—the moment when mankind finally builds the temple of his mind.” “I don’t know,” Langdon said, rubbing his chin “I’m no Bible scholar, but I’m pretty sure the Scriptures describe in detail a physical temple that needs to be built The structure is described as being in two parts—an outer temple called the Holy Place and an inner sanctuary called the Holy of Holies The two parts are separated from each other by a thin veil.” Katherine grinned “Pretty good recall for a Bible skeptic By the way, have you ever seen an actual human brain? It’s built in two parts—an outer part called the dura mater and an inner part called the pia mater These two parts are separated by the arachnoid—a veil of weblike tissue.” Langdon cocked his head in surprise Gently, she reached up and touched Langdon’s temple “There’s a reason they call this your temple, Robert.” As Langdon tried to process what Katherine had said, he flashed unexpectedly on the gnostic Gospel of Mary: Where the mind is, there is the treasure “Perhaps you’ve heard,” Katherine said, softly now, “about the brain scans taken of yogis while they meditate? The human brain, in advanced states of focus, will physically create a waxlike substance from the pineal gland This brain secretion is unlike anything else in the body It has an incredible healing effect, can literally regenerate cells, and may be one of the reasons yogis live so long This is real science, Robert This substance has inconceivable properties and can be created only by a mind that is highly tuned to a deeply focused state.” “I remember reading about that a few years back.” “Yes, and on that topic, you’re familiar with the Bible’s account of ‘manna from heaven’?” Langdon saw no connection “You mean the magical substance that fell from heaven to nourish the hungry?” “Exactly The substance was said to heal the sick, provide everlasting life, and, strangely, cause no waste in those who consumed it.” Katherine paused, as if waiting for him to understand “Robert?” she prodded “A kind of nourishment that fell from heaven?” She tapped her temple “Magically heals the body? Creates no waste? Don’t you see? These are code words, Robert! Temple is code for ‘body.’ Heaven is code for ‘mind.’ Jacob’s ladder is your spine And manna is this rare brain secretion When you see these code words in Scripture, pay attention They are often markers for a more profound meaning concealed beneath the surface.” Katherine’s words were coming out in rapid-fire succession now, explaining how this same magical substance appeared throughout the Ancient Mysteries: Nectar of the Gods, Elixir of Life, Fountain of Youth, Philosopher’s Stone, ambrosia, dew, ojas, soma Then she launched into an explanation about the brain’s pineal gland representing the all-seeing eye of God “According to Matthew 6:22,” she said excitedly, “ ‘when your eye is single, your body fills with light.’ This concept is also represented by the Ajna chakra and the dot on a Hindu’s forehead, which—” Katherine stopped short, looking sheepish “Sorry I know I’m rambling I just find this all so exhilarating For years I’ve studied the ancients’ claims of man’s awesome mental power, and now science is showing us that accessing that power is an actual physical process Our brains, if used correctly, can call forth powers that are quite literally superhuman The Bible, like many ancient texts, is a detailed exposition of the most sophisticated machine ever created the human mind.” She sighed “Incredibly, science has yet to scratch the surface of the mind’s full promise.” “It sounds like your work in Noetics will be a quantum leap forward.” “Or backward,” she said “The ancients already knew many of the scientific truths we’re now rediscovering Within a matter of years, modern man will be forced to accept what is now unthinkable: our minds can generate energy capable of transforming physical matter.” She paused “Particles react to our thoughts which means our thoughts have the power to change the world.” Langdon smiled softly “What my research has brought me to believe is this,” Katherine said “God is very real—a mental energy that pervades everything And we, as human beings, have been created in that image—” “I’m sorry?” Langdon interrupted “Created in the image of mental energy?” “Exactly Our physical bodies have evolved over the ages, but it was our minds that were created in the image of God We’ve been reading the Bible too literally We learn that God created us in his image, but it’s not our physical bodies that resemble God, it’s our minds.” Langdon was silent now, fully engrossed “This is the great gift, Robert, and God is waiting for us to understand it All around the world, we are gazing skyward, waiting for God never realizing that God is waiting for us.” Katherine paused, letting her words soak in “We are creators, and yet we naively play the role of ‘the created.’ We see ourselves as helpless sheep buffeted around by the God who made us We kneel like frightened children, begging for help, for forgiveness, for good luck But once we realize that we are truly created in the Creator’s image, we will start to understand that we, too, must be Creators When we understand this fact, the doors will burst wide open for human potential.” Langdon recalled a passage that had always stuck with him from the work of the philosopher Manly P Hall: If the infinite had not desired man to be wise, he would not have bestowed upon him the faculty of knowing Langdon gazed up again at the image of The Apotheosis of Washington—the symbolic ascent of man to deity The created becoming the Creator “The most amazing part,” Katherine said, “is that as soon as we humans begin to harness our true power, we will have enormous control over our world We will be able to design reality rather than merely react to it.” Langdon lowered his gaze “That sounds dangerous.” Katherine looked startled and impressed “Yes, exactly! If thoughts affect the world, then we must be very careful how we think Destructive thoughts have influence, too, and we all know it’s far easier to destroy than it is to create.” Langdon thought of all the lore about needing to protect the ancient wisdom from the unworthy and share it only with the enlightened He thought of the Invisible College, and the great scientist Isaac Newton’s request to Robert Boyle to keep “high silence” about their secret research It cannot be communicated, Newton wrote in 1676, without immense damage to the world “There’s an interesting twist here,” Katherine said “The great irony is that all the religions of the world, for centuries, have been urging their followers to embrace the concepts of faith and belief Now science, which for centuries has derided religion as superstition, must admit that its next big frontier is quite literally the science of faith and belief the power of focused conviction and intention The same science that eroded our faith in the miraculous is now building a bridge back across the chasm it created.” Langdon considered her words for a long time Slowly he raised his eyes again to the Apotheosis “I have a question,” he said, looking back at Katherine “Even if I could accept, just for an instant, that I have the power to change physical matter with my mind, and literally manifest all that I desire I’m afraid I see nothing in my life to make me believe I have such power.” She shrugged “Then you’re not looking hard enough.” “Come on, I want a real answer That’s the answer of a priest I want the answer of a scientist.” “You want a real answer? Here it is If I hand you a violin and say you have the capability to use it to make incredible music, I am not lying You have the capability, but you’ll need enormous amounts of practice to manifest it This is no different from learning to use your mind, Robert Welldirected thought is a learned skill To manifest an intention requires laserlike focus, full sensory visualization, and a profound belief We have proven this in a lab And just like playing a violin, there are people who exhibit greater natural ability than others Look to history Look to the stories of those enlightened minds who performed miraculous feats.” “Katherine, please don’t tell me you actually believe in the miracles I mean, seriously turning water into wine, healing the sick with the touch of a hand?” Katherine took a long breath and blew it out slowly “I have witnessed people transform cancer cells into healthy cells simply by thinking about them I have witnessed human minds affecting the physical world in myriad ways And once you see that happen, Robert, once this becomes part of your reality, then some of the miracles you read about become simply a matter of degree.” Langdon was pensive “It’s an inspiring way to see the world, Katherine, but for me, it just feels like an impossible leap of faith And as you know, faith has never come easily for me.” “Then don’t think of it as faith Think of it simply as changing your perspective, accepting that the world is not precisely as you imagine Historically, every major scientific breakthrough began with a simple idea that threatened to overturn all of our beliefs The simple statement ‘the earth is round’ was mocked as utterly impossible because most people believed the oceans would flow off the planet Heliocentricity was called heresy Small minds have always lashed out at what they don’t understand There are those who create and those who tear down That dynamic has existed for all time But eventually the creators find believers, and the number of believers reaches a critical mass, and suddenly the world becomes round, or the solar system becomes heliocentric Perception is transformed, and a new reality is born.” Langdon nodded, his thoughts drifting now “You have a funny look on your face,” she said “Oh, I don’t know For some reason I was just remembering how I used to canoe out into the middle of the lake late at night, lie down under the stars, and think about stuff like this.” She nodded knowingly “I think we all have a similar memory Something about lying on our backs staring up at the heavens opens the mind.” She glanced up at the ceiling and then said, “Give me your jacket.” “What?” He took it off and gave it to her She folded it twice and laid it down on the catwalk like a long pillow “Lie down.” Langdon lay on his back, and Katherine positioned his head on half of the folded jacket Then she lay down beside him—two kids, shoulder to shoulder on the narrow catwalk, staring up at Brumidi’s enormous fresco “Okay,” she whispered “Put yourself in that same mind-set a kid lying out in a canoe looking up at the stars his mind open and full of wonder.” Langdon tried to obey, although at the moment, prone and comfortable, he was feeling a sudden wave of exhaustion As his vision blurred, he perceived a muted shape overhead that immediately woke him Is that possible? He could not believe he hadn’t noticed it before, but the figures in The Apotheosis of Washington were clearly arranged in two concentric rings—a circle within a circle The Apotheosis is also a circumpunct? Langdon wondered what else he had missed tonight “There’s something important I want to tell you, Robert There’s another piece to all this a piece that I believe is the single most astonishing aspect of my research.” There’s more? Katherine propped herself on her elbow “And I promise if we as humans can honestly grasp this one simple truth the world will change overnight.” She now had his full attention “I should preface this,” she said, “by reminding you of the Masonic mantras to ‘gather what is scattered’ to bring ‘order from chaos’ to find ‘at-one-ment.’ ” “Go on.” Langdon was intrigued Katherine smiled down at him “We have scientifically proven that the power of human thought grows exponentially with the number of minds that share that thought.” Langdon remained silent, wondering where she was going with this idea “What I’m saying is this two heads are better than one and yet two heads are not twice better, they are many, many times better Multiple minds working in unison magnify a thought’s effect exponentially This is the inherent power of prayer groups, healing circles, singing in unison, and worshipping en masse The idea of universal consciousness is no ethereal New Age concept It’s a hard-core scientific reality and harnessing it has the potential to transform our world This is the underlying discovery of Noetic Science What’s more, it’s happening right now You can feel it all around you Technology is linking us in ways we never imagined possible: Twitter, Google, Wikipedia, and others—all blend to create a web of interconnected minds.” She laughed “And I guarantee you, as soon as I publish my work, the Twitterati will all be sending tweets that say, ‘learning about Noetics,’ and interest in this science will explode exponentially.” Langdon’s eyelids felt impossibly heavy “You know, I still haven’t learned how to send a twitter.” “A tweet,” she corrected, laughing “I’m sorry?” “Never mind Close your eyes I’ll wake you when it’s time.” Langdon realized he had all but forgotten the old key the Architect had given them and why they had come up here As a new wave of exhaustion engulfed him, Langdon shut his eyes In the darkness of his mind, he found himself thinking about universal consciousness about Plato’s writings on “the mind of the world” and “gathering God” Jung’s “collective unconscious.” The notion was as simple as it was startling God is found in the collection of Many rather than in the One “Elohim,” Langdon said suddenly, his eyes flying open again as he made an unexpected connection “I’m sorry?” Katherine was still gazing down at him “Elohim,” he repeated “The Hebrew word for God in the Old Testament! I’ve always wondered about it.” Katherine gave a knowing smile “Yes The word is plural.” Exactly! Langdon had never understood why the very first passages of the Bible referred to God as a plural being Elohim The Almighty God in Genesis was described not as One but as Many “God is plural,” Katherine whispered, “because the minds of man are plural.” Langdon’s thoughts were spiraling now dreams, memories, hopes, fears, revelations all swirling above him in the Rotunda dome As his eyes began to close again, he found himself staring at three words in Latin, painted within the Apotheosis E PLURIBUS UNUM “Out of many, one,” he thought, slipping off into sleep Epilogue Robert Langdon awoke slowly Faces gazed down at him Where am I? A moment later, he recalled where he was He sat up slowly beneath the Apotheosis His back felt stiff from lying on the hard catwalk Where’s Katherine? Langdon checked his Mickey Mouse watch It’s almost time He pulled himself to his feet, peering cautiously over the banister into the gaping space below “Katherine?” he called out The word echoed back in the silence of the deserted Rotunda Retrieving his tweed jacket from the floor, he brushed it off and put it back on He checked his pockets The iron key the Architect had given him was gone Making his way back around the walkway, Langdon headed for the opening the Architect had shown them steep metal stairs ascending into cramped darkness He began to climb Higher and higher he ascended Gradually the stairway became more narrow and more inclined Still Langdon pushed on Just a little farther The steps had become almost ladderlike now, the passage frighteningly constricted Finally, the stairs ended, and Langdon stepped up onto a small landing Before him was a heavy metal door The iron key was in the lock, and the door slightly ajar He pushed, and the door creaked open The air beyond felt cold As Langdon stepped across the threshold into murky darkness, he realized he was now outside “I was just coming to get you,” Katherine said, smiling at him “It’s almost time.” When Langdon recognized his surroundings, he drew a startled breath He was standing on a tiny skywalk that encircled the pinnacle of the U.S Capitol Dome Directly above him, the bronze Statue of Freedom gazed out over the sleeping capital city She faced the east, where the first crimson splashes of dawn had begun to paint the horizon Katherine guided Langdon around the balcony until they were facing west, perfectly aligned with the National Mall In the distance, the silhouette of the Washington Monument stood in the earlymorning light From this vantage point, the towering obelisk looked even more impressive than it had before “When it was built,” Katherine whispered, “it was the tallest structure on the entire planet.” Langdon pictured the old sepia photographs of stonemasons on scaffolding, more than five hundred feet in the air, laying each block by hand, one by one We are builders, he thought We are creators Since the beginning of time, man had sensed there was something special about himself something more He had longed for powers he did not possess He had dreamed of flying, of healing, and of transforming his world in every way imaginable And he had done just that Today, the shrines to man’s accomplishments adorned the National Mall The Smithsonian museums burgeoned with our inventions, our art, our science, and the ideas of our great thinkers They told the history of man as creator—from the stone tools in the Native American History Museum to the jets and rockets in the National Air and Space Museum If our ancestors could see us today, surely they would think us gods As Langdon peered through the predawn mist at the sprawling geometry of museums and monuments before him, his eyes returned to the Washington Monument He pictured the lone Bible in the buried cornerstone and thought of how the Word of God was really the word of man He thought about the great circumpunct, and how it had been embedded in the circular plaza beneath the monument at the crossroads of America Langdon thought suddenly of the little stone box Peter had entrusted to him The cube, he now realized, had unhinged and opened to form the same exact geometrical form—a cross with a circumpunct at its center Langdon had to laugh Even that little box was hinting at this crossroads “Robert, look!” Katherine pointed to the top of the monument Langdon lifted his gaze but saw nothing Then, staring more intently, he glimpsed it Across the Mall, a tiny speck of golden sunlight was glinting off the highest tip of the towering obelisk The shining pinpoint grew quickly brighter, more radiant, gleaming on the capstone’s aluminum peak Langdon watched in wonder as the light transformed into a beacon that hovered above the shadowed city He pictured the tiny engraving on the east-facing side of the aluminum tip and realized to his amazement that the first ray of sunlight to hit the nation’s capital, every single day, did so by illuminating two words: Laus Deo “Robert,” Katherine whispered “Nobody ever gets to come up here at sunrise This is what Peter wanted us to witness.” Langdon could feel his pulse quickening as the glow atop the monument intensified “He said he believes this is why the forefathers built the monument so tall I don’t know if that’s true, but I know this—there’s a very old law decreeing that nothing taller can be built in our capital city Ever.” The light inched farther down the capstone as the sun crept over the horizon behind them As Langdon watched, he could almost sense, all around him, the celestial spheres tracing their eternal orbits through the void of space He thought of the Great Architect of the Universe and how Peter had said specifically that the treasure he wanted to show Langdon could be unveiled only by the Architect Langdon had assumed this meant Warren Bellamy Wrong Architect As the rays of sunlight strengthened, the golden glow engulfed the entirety of the thirty-threehundred-pound capstone The mind of man receiving enlightenment The light then began inching down the monument, commencing the same descent it performed every morning Heaven moving toward earth God connecting to man This process, Langdon realized, would reverse come evening The sun would dip in the west, and the light would climb again from earth back to heaven preparing for a new day Beside him, Katherine shivered and inched closer Langdon put his arm around her As the two of them stood side by side in silence, Langdon thought about all he had learned tonight He thought of Katherine’s belief that everything was about to change He thought of Peter’s faith that an age of enlightenment was imminent And he thought of the words of a great prophet who had boldly declared: Nothing is hidden that will not be made known; nothing is secret that will not come to light As the sun rose over Washington, Langdon looked to the heavens, where the last of the nighttime stars were fading out He thought about science, about faith, about man He thought about how every culture, in every country, in every time, had always shared one thing We all had the Creator We used different names, different faces, and different prayers, but God was the universal constant for man God was the symbol we all shared the symbol of all the mysteries of life that we could not understand The ancients had praised God as a symbol of our limitless human potential, but that ancient symbol had been lost over time Until now In that moment, standing atop the Capitol, with the warmth of the sun streaming down all around him, Robert Langdon felt a powerful upwelling deep within himself It was an emotion he had never felt this profoundly in his entire life Hope ALSO BY DAN BROWN Featuring Robert Langdon THE DA VINCI CODE ANGELS & DEMONS DECEPTION POINT DIGITAL FORTRESS ABOUT THE AUTHOR Dan Brown is the author of The Da Vinci Code, one of the most widely read novels of all time, as well as the international bestsellers Angels & Demons, Deception Point, and Digital Fortress He lives in New England with his wife This book is a work of fiction Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is entirely coincidental Copyright © 2009 by Dan Brown All rights reserved Published in the United States by Doubleday, a division of Random House, Inc., New York, and in Canada by Random House of Canada Limited, Toronto www.doubleday.com DOUBLEDAY and the DD colophon are registered trademarks of Random House, Inc Cataloging-in-Publication Data is on file with the Library of Congress eISBN: 978-0-385-53313-3 v3.0_r1.180 ... contains the phrase “It’s buried out there somewhere.” All organizations in this novel exist, including the Freemasons, the Invisible College, the Office of Security, the SMSC, and the Institute... scattered to the four winds of heaven heart plucked out and given to the beasts of the field— “Brother,” the gray-eyed master said, placing his left hand on the initiate's shoulder “Take the final... ease A few billion dollars in the bank doesn’t hurt either Langdon settled into the plush leather seat and closed his eyes as the noise of the airport faded behind him The U.S Capitol was a half