Have you seen this? The Trilithon stones in Tell site, Ba’albek, Lebanon. The enigmas surrounding the Tell site and the colossal stone blocks remain a mystery.
Stones quarried in Lebanon weighing some 600 tons. Each! As of now in our modern existence we cannot quarry something that large without it cracking.
(By comparison, the stone blocks of the Great Pyramid in Giza, Egypt, weigh about 25 tons each).
We do not have modern equipment that can lift something that enormous. So how did they do it?
You can see one here in the process of being moved.
Where were those stone blocks quarried; because at a stone quarry a couple miles away is one of those 1,100-ton blocks is still there – its quarrying unfinished. This means someone had the capability and technology needed for quarrying, cutting and shaping colossal stone blocks in the quarry. Then lifting the stones up and carry them to the construction site. They weren’t just let-go and dropped either, but placed precisely in the designated blocked row.
And there they have remained, intact and unshaken in spite of its' 9,000 years and frequent earthquakes, and held together without any mortar…
The western wall of that structure has been reinforced with rows of stone blocks weighing 900 tons each. On top of them is made up of three unique stone blocks weighing 1,100 tons each. Known as the Trilithon, these are the largest cut and shaped construction stone blocks in the world!
How did they build this? Was it alien technology used back then? I laugh at the idea that logs and sand could be used under it, to move it. If that was so, there would be squashed, petrified remnants of it under the one that was in the processed of being moved. It’s important to keep an open mind about these theories because this structure is just too amazing!
Why aren’t scientists more curious about this phenomenon? There are so many recorded stories it would be difficult to deny something unusual is happening.
The common attributes seemed to be a green fog, still waters, and an electric feeling in the air. And it all comes on rather quickly.
Here are some well known stories...
The Ellen Austin supposedly came across a derelict ship, placed on board a prize crew, and attempted to sail with it to New York in 1881. According to the stories, the derelict disappeared; others elaborating further that the derelict reappeared minus the prize crew, then disappeared again with a second prize crew on board. A check from Lloyd's of London records proved the existence of the Meta, built in 1854 and that in 1880 the Meta was renamed Ellen Austin. There are no casualty listings for this vessel, or any vessel at that time, that would suggest a large number of missing men were placed on board a derelict that later disappeared.
The incident resulting in the single largest loss of life in the history of the US Navy not related to combat occurred when the collier USS Cyclops, carrying a full load of manganese ore and with one engine out of action, went missing without a trace with a crew of 309 sometime after March 4, 1918, after departing the island of Barbados. Although there is no strong evidence for any single theory, many independent theories exist, some blaming storms, some capsizing, and some suggesting that wartime enemy activity was to blame for the loss. In addition, two of Cyclops's sister ships, Proteus and Nereus were subsequently lost in the North Atlantic during World War II.
Carroll A. Deering
Schooner Carroll A. Deering, as seen from the Cape Lookout light vessel on January 29, 1921, two days before she was found deserted in North Carolina. (US Coast Guard)
A five-mast schooner built in 1919, the Carroll A. Deering was found hard aground and abandoned at Diamond Shoals, near Cape Hatteras, North Carolina on January 31, 1921. Rumors and more at the time indicated the Deering was a victim of piracy, possibly connected with the illegal rum-running trade during Prohibition, and possibly involving another ship, SS Hewitt, which disappeared at roughly the same time. Just hours later, an unknown steamer sailed near the lightship along the track of the Deering, and ignored all signals from the lightship. It is speculated that Hewitt may have been this mystery ship, and possibly involved in the Deering crew's disappearance.
Flight 19 was a training flight of five TBM Avenger torpedo bombers that disappeared on December 5, 1945, while over the Atlantic. The squadron's flight plan was scheduled to take them due east from Fort Lauderdale for 141 miles, north for 73 miles, and then back over a final 140-mile leg to complete the exercise. The flight never returned to base. The disappearance is attributed by Navy investigators to navigational error leading to the aircraft running out of fuel.
One of the search and rescue aircraft deployed to look for them, a PBM Mariner with a 13-man crew, also disappeared. A tanker off the coast of Florida reported seeing an explosion and observing a widespread oil slick when fruitlessly searching for survivors. The weather was becoming stormy by the end of the incident. According to contemporaneous sources the Mariner had a history of explosions due to vapor leaks when heavily loaded with fuel, as for a potentially long search and rescue operation.
Star Tiger and Star Ariel G-AHNP
Star Tiger disappeared on January 30, 1948 on a flight from the Azores to Bermuda; G-AGRE Star Ariel disappeared on January 17, 1949, on a flight from Bermuda to Kingston, Jamaica. Both were Avro Tudor IV passenger aircraft operated by British South American Airways.
On December 28, 1948, a Douglas DC-3 aircraft, number NC16002, disappeared while on a flight from San Juan, Puerto Rico, to Miami. No trace of the aircraft or the 32 people on board was ever found. From the documentation compiled by the Civil Aeronautics Board investigation, a possible key to the plane's disappearance was found, but barely touched upon by the Triangle writers: the plane's batteries were inspected and found to be low on charge, but ordered back into the plane without a recharge by the pilot while in San Juan. Whether or not this led to complete electrical failure will never be known. However, since piston-engined aircraft rely upon magnetos to provide spark to their cylinders rather than a battery powered ignition coil system, this theory is not strongly convincing.
On August 28, 1963, a pair of US Air Force KC-135 Stratotanker aircraft collided and crashed into the Atlantic. The Triangle version of this story specifies that they did collide and crash, but there were two distinct crash sites, separated by over 160 miles of water.
A pleasure yacht was found adrift in the Atlantic south of Bermuda on September 26, 1955; it is usually stated in the stories that the crew vanished while the yacht survived being at sea during three hurricanes. The 1955 Atlantic hurricane season shows Hurricane Ione passing nearby between the 14th and 18th of that month, with Bermuda being affected by winds of almost gale force.
On the morning of September 22 Connemara IV was lying to a heavy mooring in the open road stead of Carlisle Bay. Because of the approaching hurricane, the owner strengthened the mooring ropes and put out two additional anchors. There was little else he could do, as the exposed mooring was the only available anchorage.
In Carlisle Bay, the sea in the wake of Hurricane Janet was awe-inspiring and dangerous. The owner of Connemara IV observed that she had disappeared. An investigation revealed that she had dragged her moorings and gone to sea.
More stories and Theories.
Bermuda Triangle Survivor
Is it a natural occurrence? Is it something left behind from Atlantis? Is it just a bigger version of the phenomenon in Antarctica?
You would think it would be an easy thing to investigate. Obviously, there is a power source in the area that is messing with our dimension. Either it is smack-dab in the center of the triangle, or it is at the three corners, Bermuda, Miami, and Puerto Rico.
A 10,000 year old calendar was discovered in Scotland. Isn’t it bizarre how we know so little of that time. Or the preconceived notions by scientists that this is how humanity was...
Considering stone is the only item that would survive the elements makes me wonder how humanity truly existed, because so much would have deteriorated over time.
Could the Annunaki have been mining for gold during this time frame? What about ancient copper mine near the coastal town of Llandudno in North Wales? The Great Orme Copper Mine where a 64 pound sledge hammer was found.
The continental shelf between Florida and South America was said to have dropped into the ocean roughly 10,000 years ago. That would certainly create a worldwide flood noted in many historical documents. There is also where the Cuban archeologist who discovered a structure resembling a pyramid and ancient city was found 2,000+ feet, off the coast of Cuba in the Yucatán Channel. This would mean this structure sank 10,000 years ago. Which begs a person to wonder, could Atlantis have existed? Perhaps it was a country run by the Annunaki. The stories about Atlantis are very interesting. Was it in the Atlantic? Is there something in the ocean from Atlantis that explains the Bermuda Triangle?
What do we really know about the time period? Many question, very few answers... I will dive into each of these areas over the next couple of blogs.
Part V — Among the Ice Packs
FOR the next forty-five days our time was employed in dodging icebergs and hunting channels; indeed, had we not been favored with a strong south wind and a small boat, I doubt if this story could have ever been given to the world.
At last, there came a morning when my father said: "My son, I think we are to see home. We are almost through the ice. See! the open water lies before us."
However, there were a few icebergs that had floated far northward into the open water still ahead of us on either side, stretching away for many miles. Directly in front of us, and by the compass, which had now righted itself, due north, there was an open sea.
"What a wonderful story we have to tell to the people of Stockholm," continued my father, while a look of pardonable elation lighted up his honest face. "And think of the gold nuggets stowed away in the hold!"
I spoke kind words of praise to my father, not alone for his fortitude and endurance, but also for his courageous daring as a discoverer, and for having made the voyage that now promised a successful end. I was grateful, too, that he had gathered the wealth of gold we were carrying home.
While congratulating ourselves on the goodly supply of provisions and water we still had on hand, and on the dangers we had escaped, we were startled by hearing a most terrific explosion, caused by the tearing apart of a huge mountain of ice. It was a deafening roar like the firing of a thousand cannon. We were sailing at the time with great speed, and happened to be near a monstrous iceberg which to all appearances was as immovable as a rockbound island. It seemed, however, that the iceberg had split and was breaking apart, whereupon the balance of the monster along which we were sailing was destroyed, and it began dipping from us. My father quickly anticipated the danger before I realized its awful possibilities. The iceberg extended down into the water many hundreds of feet, and, as it tipped over, the portion coming up out of the water caught our fishing-craft like a lever on a fulcrum, and threw it into the air as if it had been a foot-ball.
Our boat fell back on the iceberg, that by this time had changed the side next to us for the top. My father was still in the boat, having become entangled in the rigging, while I was thrown some twenty feet away.
I quickly scrambled to my feet and shouted to my father, who answered: "All is well." Just then a realization dawned upon me. Horror upon horror! The blood froze in my veins. The iceberg was still in motion, and its great weight and force in toppling over would cause it to submerge temporarily. I fully realized what a sucking maelstrom it would produce amid the worlds of water on every side. They would rush into the depression in all their fury, like white-fanged wolves eager for human prey.
In this supreme moment of mental anguish, I remember glancing at our boat, which was lying on its side, and wondering if it could possibly right itself, and if my father could escape. Was this the end of our struggles and adventures? Was this death? All these questions flashed through my mind in the fraction of a second, and a moment later I was engaged in a life and death struggle. The ponderous monolith of ice sank below the surface, and the frigid waters gurgled around me in frenzied anger. I was in a saucer, with the waters pouring in on every side. A moment more and I lost consciousness.
When I partially recovered my senses, and roused from the swoon of a half-drowned man, I found myself wet, stiff, and almost frozen, lying on the iceberg. But there was no sign of my father or of our little fishing sloop. The monster berg had recovered itself, and, with its new balance, lifted its head perhaps fifty feet above the waves. The top of this island of ice was a plateau perhaps half an acre in extent.
I loved my father well, and was grief-stricken at the awfulness of his death. I railed at fate, that I, too, had not been permitted to sleep with him in the depths of the ocean. Finally, I climbed to my feet and looked about me. The purple-domed sky above, the shoreless green ocean beneath, and only an occasional iceberg discernible! My heart sank in hopeless despair. I cautiously picked my way across the berg toward the other side, hoping that our fishing craft had righted itself.
Dared I think it possible that my father still lived? It was but a ray of hope that flamed up in my heart. But the anticipation warmed my blood in my veins and started it rushing like some rare stimulant through every fiber of my body.
I crept close to the precipitous side of the iceberg, and peered far down, hoping, still hoping. Then I made a circle of the berg, scanning every foot of the way, and thus I kept going around and around. One part of my brain was certainly becoming maniacal, while the other part, I believe, and do to this day, was perfectly rational.
I was conscious of having made the circuit a dozen times, and while one part of my intelligence knew, in all reason, there was not a vestige of hope, yet some strange fascinating aberration bewitched and compelled me still to beguile myself with expectation. The other part of my brain seemed to tell me that while there was no possibility of my father being alive, yet, if I quit making the circuitous pilgrimage, if I paused for a single moment, it would be acknowledgment of defeat, and, should I do this, I felt that I should go mad. Thus, hour after hour I walked around and around, afraid to stop and rest, yet physically powerless to continue much longer. Oh! horror of horrors! to be cast away in this wide expanse of waters without food or drink, and only a treacherous iceberg for an abiding place. My heart sank within me, and all semblance of hope was fading into black despair.
Then the hand of the Deliverer was extended, and the death-like stillness of a solitude rapidly becoming unbearable was suddenly broken by the firing of a signal-gun. I looked up in startled amazement, when, I saw, less than a half-mile away, a whaling-vessel bearing down toward me with her sail full set.
Evidently my continued activity on the iceberg had attracted their attention. On drawing near, they put out a boat, and, descending cautiously to the water's edge, I was rescued, and a little later lifted on board the whaling-ship.
I found it was a Scotch whaler, "The Arlington." She had cleared from Dundee in September, and started immediately for the Antarctic, in search of whales. The captain, Angus MacPherson, seemed kindly disposed, but in matters of discipline, as I soon learned, possessed of an iron will. When I attempted to tell him that I had come from the "inside" of the earth, the captain and mate looked at each other, shook their heads, and insisted on my being put in a bunk under strict surveillance of the ship's physician.
I was very weak for want of food, and had not slept for many hours. However, after a few days' rest, I got up one morning and dressed myself without asking permission of the physician or anyone else, and told them that I was as sane as anyone.
This is Part 2 of a three part entry. To see Part 1, click here.
Part III — Beyond the North Wind
I TRIED to forget my thirst by busying myself with bringing up some food and an empty vessel from the hold. Reaching over the side-rail, I filled the vessel with water for the purpose of laving my hands and face. To my astonishment, when the water came in contact with my lips, I could taste no salt. I was startled by the discovery. "Father!" I fairly gasped, "the water, the water; it is fresh!"
"What, Olaf?" exclaimed my father, glancing hastily around. "Surely you are mistaken. There is no land. You are going mad."
"But taste it!" I cried.
And thus we made the discovery that the water was indeed fresh, absolutely so, without the least briny taste or even the suspicion of a salty flavor.
We forthwith filled our two remaining water-casks, and my father declared it was a heavenly dispensation of mercy from the gods Odin and Thor.
We were almost beside ourselves with joy, but hunger bade us end our enforced fast. Now that we had found fresh water in the open sea, what might we not expect in this strange latitude where ship had never before sailed and the splash of an oar had never been heard?
We had scarcely appeased our hunger when a breeze began filling the idle sails, and, glancing at the compass, we found the northern point pressing hard against the glass.
In response to my surprise, my father said, "I have heard of this before; it is what they call the dipping of the needle."
We loosened the compass and turned it at right angles with the surface of the sea before its point would free itself from the glass and point according to unmolested attraction. It shifted uneasily, and seemed as unsteady as a drunken man, but finally pointed a course.
Before this we thought the wind was carrying us north by northwest, but, with the needle free, we discovered, if it could be relied upon, that we were sailing slightly north by northeast. Our course, however, was ever tending northward.
The sea was serenely smooth, with hardly a choppy wave, and the wind brisk and exhilarating. The sun's rays, while striking us slant, furnished tranquil warmth. And thus time wore on day after day, and we found from the record in our logbook, we had been sailing eleven days since the storm in the open sea.
By strictest economy, our food was holding out fairly well, but beginning to run low. In the meantime, one of our casks of water had been exhausted, and my father said: "We will fill it again." But, to our dismay, we found the water was now as salt as in the region of the Lofoden Islands off the coast of Norway. This necessitated our being extremely careful of the remaining cask.
I found myself wanting to sleep much of the time; whether it was the effect of the exciting experience of sailing in unknown waters, or the relaxation from the awful excitement incident to our adventure in a storm at sea, or due to want of food, I could not say.
I frequently lay down on the bunker of our little sloop, and looked far up into the blue dome of the sky; and, notwithstanding the sun was shining far away in the east, I always saw a single star overhead. For several days, when I looked for this star, it was always there directly above us.
It was now, according to our reckoning, about the first of August. The sun was high in the heavens, and was so bright that I could no longer see the one lone star that attracted my attention a few days earlier.
One day about this time, my father startled me by calling my attention to a novel sight far in front of us, almost at the horizon. "It is a mock sun," exclaimed my father. "I have read of them; it is called a reflection or mirage. It will soon pass away."
But this dull-red, false sun, as we supposed it to be, did not pass away for several hours; and while we were unconscious of its emitting any rays of light, still there was no time thereafter when we could not sweep the horizon in front and locate the illumination of the so-called false sun, during a period of at least twelve hours out of every twenty-four.
Clouds and mists would at times almost, but never entirely, hide its location. Gradually it seemed to climb higher in the horizon of the uncertain purply sky as we advanced.
It could hardly be said to resemble the sun, except in its circular shape, and when not obscured by clouds or the ocean mists, it had a hazy-red, bronzed appearance, which would change to a white light like a luminous cloud, as if reflecting some greater light beyond.
"We finally agreed in our discussion of this smoky furnace-colored sun, that, whatever the cause of the phenomenon, it was not a reflection of our sun, but a planet of some sort — a reality.
One day soon after this, I felt exceedingly drowsy, and fell into a sound sleep. But it seemed that I was almost immediately aroused by my father's vigorous shaking of me by the shoulder and saying: "Olaf, awaken; there is land in sight!"
I sprang to my feet, and oh! joy unspeakable! There, far in the distance, yet directly in our path, were lands jutting boldly into the sea. The shore-line stretched far away to the right of us, as far as the eye could see, and all along the sandy beach were waves breaking into choppy foam, receding, then going forward again, ever chanting in monotonous thunder tones the song of the deep. The banks were covered with trees and vegetation.
I cannot express my feeling of exultation at this discovery. My father stood motionless, with his hand on the tiller, looking straight ahead, pouring out his heart in thankful prayer and thanksgiving to the gods Odin and Thor.
In the meantime, a net which we found in the stowage had been cast, and we caught a few fish that materially added to our dwindling stock of provisions.
The compass, which we had fastened back in its place, in fear of another storm, was still pointing due north, and moving on its pivot, just as it had at Stockholm. The dipping of the needle had ceased. What could this mean? Then, too, our many days of sailing had certainly carried us far past the North Pole. And yet the needle continued to point north. We were sorely perplexed, for surely our direction was now south.
We sailed for three days along the shoreline, then came to the mouth of a fjord or river of immense size. It seemed more like a great bay, and into this we turned our fishing-craft, the direction being slightly northeast of south. By the assistance of a fretful wind that came to our aid about twelve hours out of every twenty-four, we continued to make our way inland, into what afterward proved to be a mighty river, and which we learned was called by the inhabitants Hiddekel.
We continued our journey for ten days thereafter, and found we had fortunately attained a distance inland where ocean tides no longer affected the water, which had become fresh.
The discovery came none too soon, for our remaining cask of water was well-nigh exhausted. We lost no time in replenishing our casks, and continued to sail farther up the river when the wind was favorable.
Along the banks great forests miles in extent could be seen stretching away on the shore-line. The trees were of enormous size. We landed after anchoring near a sandy beach, and waded ashore, and were rewarded by finding a quantity of nuts that were very palatable and satisfying to hunger, and a welcome change from the monotony of our stock of provisions.
It was about the first of September, over five months, we calculated, since our leave-taking from Stockholm. Suddenly we were frightened almost out of our wits by hearing in the far distance the singing of people. Very soon thereafter we discovered a huge ship gliding down the river directly toward us. Those aboard were singing in one mighty chorus that, echoing from bank to bank, sounded like a thousand voices, filling the whole universe with quivering melody. The accompaniment was played on stringed instruments not unlike our harps.
This is Part One of a three part entry. This is a book I read a while ago that makes you wonder how much is fact, how much is fiction, and how much is a combination of both.
"A Voyage to the Inner World"
By WILLIS GEORGE EMERSON
With Illustrations by JOHN A. WILLIAMS
Part I — Author's Forward
Part II — Olaf Jansen's Story
Part III — Beyond the North Wind
Part IV — In the Under World
Part V — Among the Ice Packs
Part VI — Conclusion
Part VII — Author's Afterward
Part I — Author's Foreword
I FEAR the seemingly incredible story which I am about to relate will be regarded as the result of a distorted intellect super induced, possibly, by the glamor of unveiling a marvelous mystery, rather than a truthful record of the unparalleled experiences related by one Olaf Jansen, whose eloquent madness so appealed to my imagination that all thought of an analytical criticism has been effectually dispelled.
Marco Polo will doubtless shift uneasily in his grave at the strange story I am called upon to chronicle; a story as strange as a Munchausen tale. It is also incongruous that I, a disbeliever, should be the one to edit the story of Olaf Jansen, whose name is now for the first time given to the world, yet who must hereafter rank as one of the notables of earth.
I freely confess his statements admit of no rational analysis, but have to do with the profound mystery concerning the frozen North that for centuries has claimed the attention of scientists and laymen alike.
However much they are at variance with the cosmographical manuscripts of the past, these plain statements may be relied upon as a record of the things Olaf Jansen claims to have seen with his own eyes.
A hundred times I have asked myself whether it is possible that the world's geography is incomplete, and that the startling narrative of Olaf Jansen is predicated upon demonstrable facts. The reader may be able to answer these queries to his own satisfaction, however far the chronicler of this narrative may be from having reached a conviction. Yet sometimes even I am at a loss to know whether I have been led away from an abstract truth by the ignes fatui of a clever superstition, or whether heretofore accepted facts are, after all, founded upon falsity.
It may be that the true home of Apollo was not at Delphi, but in that older earth-center of which Plato speaks, where he says: "Apollo's real home is among the Hyperboreans, in a land of perpetual life, where mythology tells us two doves flying from the two opposite ends of the world met in this fair region, the home of Apollo. Indeed, according to Hecataeus, Leto, the mother of Apollo, was born on an island in the Arctic Ocean far beyond the North Wind."
It is not my intention to attempt a discussion of the theogony of the deities nor the cosmogony of the world. My simple duty is to enlighten the world concerning a heretofore unknown portion of the universe, as it was seen and described by the old Norseman, Olaf Jansen.
Interest in northern research is international. Eleven nations are engaged in, or have contributed to, the perilous work of trying to solve Earth's one remaining cosmological mystery.
There is a saying, ancient as the hills, that "truth is stranger than fiction," and in a most startling manner has this axiom been brought home to me within the last fortnight.
It was just two o'clock in the morning when I was aroused from a restful sleep by the vigorous ringing of my door-bell. The untimely disturber proved to be a messenger bearing a note, scrawled almost to the point of illegibility, from an old Norseman by the name of Olaf Jansen. After much deciphering, I made out the writing, which simply said: "Am ill unto death. Come." The call was imperative, and I lost no time in making ready to comply.
Perhaps I may as well explain here that Olaf Jansen, a man who quite recently celebrated his ninety-fifth birthday, has for the last half-dozen years been living alone in an unpretentious bungalow out Glendale way, a short distance from the business district of Los Angeles, California.
It was less than two years ago, while out walking one afternoon that I was attracted by Olaf Jansen's house and its homelike surroundings, toward its owner and occupant, whom I afterward came to know as a believer in the ancient worship of Odin and Thor.
There was a gentleness in his face, and a kindly expression in the keenly alert gray eyes of this man who had lived more than four-score years and ten; and, withal, a sense of loneliness that appealed to my sympathy. Slightly stooped, and with his hands clasped behind him, he walked back and forth with slow and measured tread, that day when first we met. I can hardly say what particular motive impelled me to pause in my walk and engage him in conversation. He seemed pleased when I complimented him on the attractiveness of his bungalow, and on the well-tended vines and flowers clustering in profusion over its windows, roof and wide piazza.
I soon discovered that my new acquaintance was no ordinary person, but one profound and learned to a remarkable degree; a man who, in the later years of his long life, had dug deeply into books and become strong in the power of meditative silence.
I encouraged him to talk, and soon gathered that he had resided only six or seven years in Southern California, but had passed the dozen years prior in one of the middle Eastern states. Before that he had been a fisherman off the coast of Norway, in the region of the Lofoden Islands, from whence he had made trips still farther north to Spitzbergen and even to Franz Josef Land.
When I started to take my leave, he seemed reluctant to have me go, and asked me to come again. Although at the time I thought nothing of it, I remember now that he made a peculiar remark as I extended my hand in leave-taking. "You will come again?" he asked. "Yes, you will come again someday. I am sure you will; and I shall show you my library and tell you many things of which you have never dreamed, things so wonderful that it may be you will not believe me."
I laughingly assured him that I would not only come again, but would be ready to believe whatever he might choose to tell me of his travels and adventures.
In the days that followed I became well acquainted with Olaf Jansen, and, little by little, he told me his story, so marvelous, that its very daring challenges reason and belief. The old Norseman always expressed himself with so much earnestness and sincerity that I became enthralled by his strange narrations.
Then came the messenger's call that night, and within the hour I was at Olaf Jansen's bungalow.
He was very impatient at the long wait, although after being summoned I had come immediately to his bedside.
"I must hasten," he exclaimed, while yet he held my hand in greeting. "I have much to tell you that you know not, and I will trust no one but you. I fully realize," he went on hurriedly, "that I shall not survive the night. The time has come to join my fathers in the great sleep."
I adjusted the pillows to make him more comfortable, and assured him I was glad to be able to serve him in any way possible, for I was beginning to realize the seriousness of his condition.
The lateness of the hour, the stillness of the surroundings, the uncanny feeling of being alone with the dying man, together with his weird story, all combined to make my heart beat fast and loud with a feeling for which I have no name. Indeed, there were many times that night by the old Norseman's couch, and there have been many times since, when a sensation rather than a conviction took possession of my very soul, and I seemed not only to believe in, but actually see, the strange lands, the strange people and the strange world of which he told, and to hear the mighty orchestral chorus of a thousand lusty voices.
For over two hours he seemed endowed with almost superhuman strength, talking rapidly, and to all appearances, rationally. Finally he gave into my hands certain data, drawings and crude maps. "These," said he in conclusion, "I leave in your hands. If I can have your promise to give them to the world, I shall die happy, because I desire that people may know the truth, for then all mystery concerning the frozen Northland will be explained. There is no chance of your suffering the fate I suffered. They will not put you in irons, nor confine you in a mad-house, because you are not telling your own story, but mine, and I, thanks to the gods, Odin and Thor, will be in my grave, and so beyond the reach of disbelievers who would persecute."
Without a thought of the farreaching results the promise entailed, or foreseeing the many sleepless nights which the obligation has since brought me, I gave my hand and with it a pledge to discharge faithfully his dying wish.
As the sun rose over the peaks of the San Jacinto, far to the eastward, the spirit of Olaf Jansen, the navigator, the explorer and worshiper of Odin and Thor, the man whose experiences and travels, as related, are without a parallel in all the world's history, passed away, and I was left alone with the dead.
And now, after having paid the last sad rites to this strange man from the Lofoden Islands, and the still farther "Northward Ho!", the courageous explorer of frozen regions, who in his declining years (after he had passed the four-score mark) had sought an asylum of restful peace in sun-favored California, I will undertake to make public his story.
But, first of all, let me indulge in one or two reflections: Generation follows generation, and the traditions from the misty past are handed down from sire to son, but for some strange reason interest in the ice-locked unknown does not abate with the receding years, either in the minds of the ignorant or the tutored.
With each new generation a restless impulse stirs the hearts of men to capture the veiled citadel of the Arctic, the circle of silence, the land of glaciers, cold wastes of waters and winds that are strangely warm. Increasing interest is manifested in the mountainous icebergs, and marvelous speculations are indulged in concerning the earth's center of gravity, the cradle of the tides, where the whales have their nurseries, where the magnetic needle goes mad, where the Aurora Borealis illumines the night, and where brave and courageous spirits of every generation dare to venture and explore, defying the dangers of the "Farthest North."
One of the ablest works of recent years is "Paradise Found, or the Cradle of The Human Race at the North Pole," by William F. Warren. In his carefully prepared volume, Mr. Warren almost stubbed his toe against the real truth, but missed it seemingly by only a hair's breadth, if the old Norseman's revelation be true.
Dr. Orville Livingston Leech, scientist, in a recent article, says: "The possibilities of a land inside the earth were first brought to my attention when I picked up a geode on the shores of the Great Lakes. The geode is a spherical and apparently solid stone, but when broken is found to be hollow and coated with crystals. The earth is only a larger form of a geode, and the law that created the geode in its hollow form undoubtedly fashioned the earth in the same way."
In presenting the theme of this almost incredible story, as told by Olaf Jansen, and supplemented by manuscript, maps and crude drawings entrusted to me, a fitting introduction is found in the following quotation: "In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth, and the earth was without form and void." And also, "God created man in his own image." Therefore, even in things material, man must be God-like, because he is created in the likeness of the Father.
A man builds a house for himself and family. The porches or verandas are all without, and are secondary. The building is really constructed for the conveniences within.
Olaf Jansen makes the startling announcement through me, an humble instrument, that in like manner, God created the earth for the "within" -- that is to say, for its lands, seas, rivers, mountains, forests and valleys, and for its other internal conveniences, while the outside surface of the earth is merely the veranda, the porch, where things grow by comparison but sparsely, like the lichen on the mountain side, clinging determinedly for bare existence.
Take an egg-shell, and from each end break out a piece as large as the end of this pencil. Extract its contents, and then you will have a perfect representation of Olaf Jansen's earth. The distance from the inside surface to the outside surface, according to him, is about three hundred miles. The center of gravity is not in the center of the earth, but in the center of the shell or crust; therefore, if the thickness of the earth's crust or shell is three hundred miles, the center of gravity is one hundred and fifty miles below the surface.
In their log-books Arctic explorers tell us of the dipping of the needle as the vessel sails in regions of the farthest north known. In reality, they are at the curve; on the edge of the shell, where gravity is geometrically increased, and while the electric current seemingly dashes off into space toward the phantom idea of the North Pole, yet this same electric current drops again and continues its course southward along the inside surface of the earth's crust.
In the appendix to his work, Captain Sabine gives an account of experiments to determine the acceleration of the pendulum in different latitudes. This appears to have resulted from the joint labor of Peary and Sabine. He says: "The accidental discovery that a pendulum on being removed from Paris to the neighborhood of the equator increased its time of vibration, gave the first step to our present knowledge that the polar axis of the globe is less than the equatorial; that the force of gravity at the surface of the earth increases progressively from the equator toward the poles."
According to Olaf Jansen, in the beginning this old world of ours was created solely for the "within" world, where are located the four great rivers — the Euphrates, the Pison, the Gihon and the Hiddekel. These same names of rivers, when applied to streams on the "outside" surface of the earth, are purely traditional from an antiquity beyond the memory of man.
On the top of a high mountain, near the fountain-head of these four rivers, Olaf Jansen, the Norseman, claims to have discovered the long-lost "Garden of Eden," the veritable navel of the earth, and to have spent over two years studying and reconnoitering in this marvelous "within" land, exuberant with stupendous plant life and abounding in giant animals; a land where the people live to be centuries old, after the order of Methuselah and other Biblical characters; a region where one-quarter of the "inner" surface is water and three-quarters land; where there are large oceans and many rivers and lakes; where the cities are superlative in construction and magnificence; where modes of transportation are as far in advance of ours as we with our boasted achievements are in advance of the inhabitants of "darkest Africa."
The distance directly across the space from inner surface to inner surface is about six hundred miles less than the recognized diameter of the earth. In the identical center of this vast vacuum is the seat of electricity — a mammoth ball of dull red fire — not startlingly brilliant, but surrounded by a white, mild, luminous cloud, giving out uniform warmth, and held in its place in the center of this internal space by the immutable law of gravitation. This electrical cloud is known to the people "within" as the abode of "The Smoky God." They believe it to be the throne of "The Most High."
Olaf Jansen reminded me of how, in the old college days, we were all familiar with the laboratory demonstrations of centrifugal motion, which clearly proved that, if the earth were a solid, the rapidity of its revolution upon its axis would tear it into a thousand fragments.
The old Norseman also maintained that from the farthest points of land on the islands of Spitzbergen and Franz Josef Land, flocks of geese may be seen annually flying still farther northward, just as the sailors and explorers record in their log-books. No scientist has yet been audacious enough to attempt to explain, even to his own satisfaction, toward what lands these winged fowls are guided by their subtle instinct. However, Olaf Jansen has given us a most reasonable explanation.
The presence of the open sea in the Northland is also explained. Olaf Jansen claims that the northern aperture, intake or hole, so to speak, is about fourteen hundred miles across. In connection with this, let us read what Explorer Nansen writes, on page 288 of his book: "I have never had such a splendid sail. On to the north, steadily north, with a good wind, as fast as steam and sail can take us, an open sea mile after mile, watch after watch, through these unknown regions, always clearer and clearer of ice, one might almost say: 'How long will it last?' The eye always turns to the northward as one paces the bridge. It is gazing into the future. But there is always the same dark sky ahead which means open sea." Again, the Norwood Review of England, in its issue of May 10, 1884, says: "We do not admit that there is ice up to the Pole — once inside the great ice barrier, a new world breaks upon the explorer, the climate is mild like that of England, and, afterward, balmy as the Greek Isles."
Some of the rivers "within," Olaf Jansen claims, are larger than our Mississippi and Amazon rivers combined, in point of volume of water carried; indeed their greatness is occasioned by their width and depth rather than their length, and it is at the mouths of these mighty rivers, as they flow northward and southward along the inside surface of the earth, that mammoth icebergs are found, some of them fifteen and twenty miles wide and from forty to one hundred miles in length.
Is it not strange that there has never been an iceberg encountered either in the Arctic or Antarctic Ocean that is not composed of fresh water? Modern scientists claim that freezing eliminates the salt, but Olaf Jansen claims differently.
Ancient Hindoo, Japanese and Chinese writings, as well as the hieroglyphics of the extinct races of the North American continent, all speak of the custom of sun-worshiping, and it is possible, in the startling light of Olaf Jansen's revelations, that the people of the inner world, lured away by glimpses of the sun as it shone upon the inner surface of the earth, either from the northern or the southern opening, became dissatisfied with "The Smoky God," the great pillar or mother cloud of electricity, and, weary of their continuously mild and pleasant atmosphere, followed the brighter light, and were finally led beyond the ice belt and scattered over the "outer" surface of the earth, through Asia, Europe, North America and, later, Africa, Australia and South America.
It is a notable fact that, as we approach the Equator, the stature of the human race grows less. But the Patagonians of South America are probably the only aborigines from the center of the earth who came out through the aperture usually designated as the South Pole, and they are called the giant race.
Olaf Jansen avers that, in the beginning, the world was created by the Great Architect of the Universe, so that man might dwell upon its "inside" surface, which has ever since been the habitation of the "chosen."
They who were driven out of the "Garden of Eden" brought their traditional history with them.
The history of the people living "within" contains a narrative suggesting the story of Noah and the ark with which we are familiar. He sailed away, as did Columbus, from a certain port, to a strange land he had heard of far to the northward, carrying with him all manner of beasts of the fields and fowls of the air, but was never heard of afterward.
On the northern boundaries of Alaska, and still more frequently on the Siberian coast, are found boneyards containing tusks of ivory in quantities so great as to suggest the burying-places of antiquity. From Olaf Jansen's account, they have come from the great prolific animal life that abounds in the fields and forests and on the banks of numerous rivers of the Inner World. The materials were caught in the ocean currents, or were carried on ice-floes, and have accumulated like driftwood on the Siberian coast. This has been going on for ages, and hence these mysterious bone-yards.
On this subject William F. Warren, in his book already cited, pages 297 and 298, says: "The Arctic rocks tell of a lost Atlantis more wonderful than Plato's. The fossil ivory beds of Siberia excel everything of the kind in the world. From the days of Pliny, at least, they have constantly been undergoing exploitation, and still they are the chief headquarters of supply. The remains of mammoths are so abundant that, as Gratacap says, 'the northern islands of Siberia seem built up of crowded bones.' Another scientific writer, speaking of the islands of New Siberia, northward of the mouth of the River Lena, uses this language: 'Large quantities of ivory are dug out of the ground every year. Indeed, some of the islands are believed to be nothing but an accumulation of drift-timber and the bodies of mammoths and other antediluvian animals frozen together.' From this we may infer that, during the years that have elapsed since the Russian conquest of Siberia, useful tusks from more than twenty thousand mammoths have been collected."
But now for the story of Olaf Jansen. I give it in detail, as set down by himself in manuscript, and woven into the tale, just as he placed them, are certain quotations from recent works on Arctic exploration, showing how carefully the old Norseman compared with his own experiences those of other voyagers to the frozen North. Thus wrote the disciple of Odin and Thor:
Where is your doppelganger?
I find it curious the amount of autistic children who have been diagnosed with the disease in the last 30 or so years.
Is it because they weren't diagnosed before, or miss-diagnosed? Or is there really an explosion of the amount of children with autism?
I saw an article last December 2012 and wondered if I would see it in the news. I did not see it anywhere...
A study conducted by scientists at the University of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania revealed that many infant monkeys given standard doses of childhood vaccines as part of the new research, developed autism symptoms which ultimately questions the safety of these vaccines. Now I know this is nothing new, that there is a group out there that strongly believe this. The problem is, there has not been a thorough investigation into this. If it turns out to be true, then the CDC will end up with you-know-what all over their pristine faces. So they are in no hurry to see if these findings are accurate.
That we are still giving children mercury-based vaccines is just unbelievable to me. I understand vaccines help eliminate or control dangerous outbreaks, but something had to have changed in the 90's to make this many autistic children come to the fore. If it isn't vaccines, what is it? The reason I think it maybe vaccines is because typically many of the children are fine and completely healthy before they are made to get the vaccines. But then, shortly after, they show signs of autism.
Would we be told if there was an asteroid that was in a collision course with our planet and was large enough to do damage? If we were told, how long before civilization broke down? I don't know if they would tell us. Why would they if the governments of the world could avoid all the mayhem that would come with a declaration like that.
According to astronomers, it would be impossible to keep a oncoming collision quiet because they would all see it, and at least one of them would talk. Plus, they supposedly have all asteroids mapped in our solar system.
Yet, they keep finding new ones...
So asteroid 2012 DA14 is flying by us on February 15, and will swing by at its closest, about 17,200 miles (inside the geosynchronous orbit of our satellites) and it is the size of half a football field. That's a pretty good sized rock. Make sure you duck. Check out:
Here is a list of more fun rocks in space at, Near Earth Object Program
Season’s Greetings All!
So, why was December 25 chosen to remember Jesus Christ’s birth with a mass (or Communion supper)? Since no one knows the day of his birth, the Roman Catholic Church felt free to choose this date. The Church wished to replace the pagan festival with a Christian holy day (holiday). The psychology was that it is easier to take away an unholy (but traditional) festival from the population, when you can replace it with one of their own. Otherwise, the Church would have left a void where there was a long-standing tradition, and risked producing a discontented population and a rapid return to the old ways. The original significance of December 25 is that it was a well-known pagan festival day celebrating the annual return of the sun. December 21 is the winter solstice, and December 25 is the first day that ancients could clearly note that the days were definitely getting longer and the sunlight was returning. The December 25th became tradition throughout most of Christendom.
Theologians believe Jesus was born in September. There are many places on the web you can research this but John O. Reid has a good break down of why it is believed to be in September.
And I’ve stated this before, but I don’t consider any holiday to be religious. I believe Christmas is a state of mind, of giving and peace, and the gathering of family and friends. That Christianity makes a point of Dec. 25 being the magic day of when Christ was born, is poppycock. Little do many Christians know, but they are celebrating Christmas the same way I am, in spirit only. But I don’t fault anyone in their belief, just facts. If feeling in touch with your religion brings you closer to the sense of love and peace for mankind-then go for it! Just don’t tout it’s strictly a religious holiday.
Happy Holidays Everyone!
Now for some gingerbread fun.
I clump these names together because I believe it is one object with many names. I may be completely wrong about that, but let’s just assume it is the same object reported about in past writings.
Plus, you have to keep in mind of the known events that have occurred in earth's and our solar system’s past.
It is hypothesized that the passing of a planet through this solar system could be the reason why some of the extreme and violent events have occurred. A planet that comes through this solar system every 3600 years could be disastrous. The gravitational pull of a planet entering the inner solar system would have profound effects on the other orbiting bodies, including Earth. Because it is believed Nibiru is the size of Jupiter, the Earth would be in for some massive and catastrophic changes of floods, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, a pole shift and other natural disasters which would be so severe that very few would survive.
Could a planet that size create that much chaos in our solar system? The answer is, yes. Is the planet a piece of Sumerian/Bible fiction? That remains to be seen.
There are several different factions that look to the planet Nibiru. The Sumerians are the key ingredient in this belief. In fact, the Anunnaki story says that a previous appearance of Nibiru was responsible for the "Great Flood" recorded in Genesis. Going even further back, some researchers into this topic suspect that Nibiru once collided with Earth resulting in the enormous gouges in our planet that the oceans now fill.
As referred to by Sitchen’s research
In 1976, the late Zecharia Sitchin stirred up a great deal of controversy with the publication of his book, The Twelfth Planet. In this and subsequent books, Sitchin presented his literal translations of ancient Sumerian texts which told an incredible story about the origins of humankind on planet Earth. His interpretation of Mesopotamian iconography and symbol-ology, outlined in his books that there is an undiscovered planet beyond Neptune that follows a long, elliptical orbit, reaching the inner solar system roughly every 3,600 years. This planet is called Nibiru. According to Sitchin, Nibiru collided catastrophically with Tiamat, which he considers to be another planet once located between Mars and Jupiter. This collision supposedly formed the planet Earth, the asteroid belt, and the comets. Sitchin states that when struck by one of Nibiru's moons, Tiamat split in two. And then on a second pass Nibiru itself struck the broken fragments and one half of Tiamat which became the asteroid belt. The second half, struck again by one of Nibiru's moons, was pushed into a new orbit and became today's planet Earth. Nibiru is a term in the Akkadian language, translating to "crossing" or "point of transition", especially of rivers, river crossings or ferry-boats. Scholars calculate the planet was last in this vicinity around 160 B.C.
As referred to by Babylon
In Babylonian astronomy, nibiru is a term of the highest point of the ecliptic, the point of summer solstice and its associated constellation of Libra and Nibiru was also a name for the planet Jupiter. The establishment of the nibiru point is described in tablet 5 of the creation epic Enûma Eliš"
When Marduk fixed the locations of Nibiru, Enlil and Ea in the sky.
As the highest point in the paths of the planets, nibiru was considered the seat of the summus deus who pastures the stars like sheep, in Babylon identified with Marduk. This interpretation of Marduk as the ruler of the cosmos suggesting an early monotheist tendency in Babylonian religion by various authors. Nibiru whose name was replaced with Marduk in original legends by the Babylonian ruler of the same name in an attempt to co-opt the creation for himself, leading to some confusion among readers. Nibiru is described more closely on a complete cuneiform tablet:
Nibiru, which is said to have occupied the passageways of heaven and earth, because everyone above and below asks Nibiru if they cannot find the passage. Nibiru is Marduk's star which the gods in heaven caused to be visible. Nibiru stands as a post at the turning point.
The others say of Nibiru the post: "The one who crosses the middle of the sea without calm, may his name be Nibiru, for he takes up the center of it". The path of the stars of the sky should be kept unchanged.
In the MUL.APIN, Nibiru is identified as Jupiter associated with the god Marduk in Babylonian cosmology:
"When the stars of Enlil have been finished, one big star – although its light is dim – divides the sky in half and stands there: that is, the star of Marduk, Nibiru, Jupiter; it keeps changing its position and crosses the sky."
Although the word wormwood appears several times in the Old Testament, translated from the Hebrew term לענה, its only clear reference as a named entity occurs in the New Testament, in the book of Revelation:
"The third angel blew his trumpet, and a great star fell from heaven, blazing like a torch, and it fell on a third of the rivers and on the springs of water. The name of the star is Wormwood. A third of the waters became wormwood, and many died from the water, because it was made bitter." (Revelation 8:10–11, New Revised Standard Version).
"Wormwood" is the name of a star in Revelation 8:10-11: This is the third of the seven “trumpet judgments” described in Revelation. The first trumpet causes hail and fire that destroy much of the plant life in the world. The second trumpet brings about what seems to be a meteor, comet, or other heavenly body hitting the oceans and causing the death of one-third of the world’s sea life. The third trumpet is similar to the second, except it affects the world’s lakes and rivers instead of the oceans. It will cause a third part of all fresh water on earth to turn bitter and many people will die from drinking it.
The word “wormwood” is mentioned only here in the New Testament, but it appears eight times in the Old Testament, each time associated with bitterness, poison and death. The Revelation passage may not be saying that the star falling to the earth will actually be called Wormwood by the inhabitants of the earth. Rather, wormwood was a well-known bitter herb in the Bible times, so by naming the star Wormwood, we are told that its effect will be to embitter the waters of the earth, so much so that the water is undrinkable. It won’t be a matter of simply a bitter taste to the water; it will literally be poisonous. If drinking water is unavailable to one third of the earth’s population, it’s easy to see how chaos and terror will result.
There is even speculation that the Vatican is tracking the position of Wormwood/Nibiru.
Father Malachi Martin was interviewed by Art Bell as saying that the Vatican hierarchy, through research at its astronomical observatory, is monitoring the approach of something that could be "of great import" in the coming years.
I read an account on another site saying the gravitational pull of Wormwood/Nibiru might even stop the Earth's rotation for three days, citing the "three days of darkness" predicted in the Bible.
Even mainstream astronomers have long speculated that there may be an unknown planet, a Planet X, somewhere out beyond the orbit of Pluto that would account for the anomalies they were detecting in the orbits of Neptune and Uranus. They believed that some unseen body seems to be tugging at them.
Following the discovery of the planet Neptune in 1846, there was considerable speculation that another planet might exist beyond its orbit. The search began in the mid-19th century and culminated at the start of the 20th with Percival Lowell's quest for Planet X. Lowell proposed the Planet X hypothesis to explain apparent discrepancies in the orbits of the gas giants, speculating that the gravity of a large unseen ninth planet could have perturbed Uranus enough to account for the irregularities. In 1915, he published his Memoir of a Trans-Neptunian Planet, in which he concluded that Planet X had a mass roughly seven times that of the Earth, and about half that of Neptune, and a mean distance from the Sun of 43 AU. He assumed Planet X would be a large, low-density object, like the gas giants. As a result it would show a disc with diameter of about one arc second and an apparent magnitude of between 12 and 13—bright enough to be spotted.
The search was largely abandoned in the early 1990s, when a study of measurements made by the Voyager 2 spacecraft found that the irregularities observed in Uranus's orbit were due to a slight overestimation of Neptune's mass. Today, the astronomical community widely agrees that Planet X, as originally envisioned, does not exist, but the concept of Planet X has been revived by a number of astronomers to explain other anomalies observed in the outer Solar System. In popular culture, and even among some astronomers, Planet X has become a stand-in term for any undiscovered planet in the outer Solar System, regardless of its relationship to Lowell's hypothesis.
And then there was Sedna
The finding was reported in the June 19, 1982 edition of the New York Times:
"Something out there beyond the furthest reaches of the known solar system is tugging at Uranus and Neptune. A gravitational force keeps perturbing the two giant planets, causing irregularities in their orbits. The force suggests a presence far away and unseen, a large object, the long-sought Planet X."
The anomalous body was first spotted in 1983 by IRAS (Infrared Astronomical Satellite), according to news stories. The Washington Post reported:
"A heavenly body possibly as large as the giant planet Jupiter and possibly so close to Earth that it would be part of this solar system has been found in the direction of the constellation Orion by an orbiting telescope aboard the U.S. infrared astronomical satellite. So mysterious is the object that astronomers do not know if it is a planet, a giant comet, a nearby 'protostar' that never got hot enough to become a star, a distant galaxy so young that it is still in the process of forming its first stars or a galaxy so shrouded in dust that none of the light cast by its stars ever gets through."
An article posted by MSNBC on October 7, 1999 said:
"A Mystery Revolves Around the Sun, two teams of researchers have proposed the existence of an unseen planet or a failed star circling the sun at a distance of more than 2 trillion miles, far beyond the orbits of the nine known planets... Planetary scientist at Britain's Open University, speculates that the object could be a planet larger than Jupiter."
And in December, 2000, SpaceDaily reported on "Another Candidate For 'Planet X' Spotted."
Another article and photo appeared in Discovery News, published in July, 2001, says:
"Large Object Discovered Orbiting Sun. The discovery of a large reddish chunk of something orbiting in Pluto's neighborhood has re-ignited the idea that there may be more than nine planets in the solar system."
Naming it 2001 KX76. the discoverers estimate that it is smaller than our Moon and might have an elongated orbit, but they gave no indication that it was heading this way.
This continues to be a highly controversial issue.
In China, there is no doomsday prediction for 2012 besides Hollywood movies. On the contrary, China has one prophecy regarding to 2012 from Ching 清 Dynasty. It said that a wise man will appear to make the world prosperous and peaceful in the year of Black Dragon. (Chinese language page Chinese Prophecy for 2012) Using the Chinese astrology calendar to see if anything special should be expected on the date of 12.21.2012.
2012 is Black Water Dragon Year. The December of 2012 is Water Rat month and 12/21/2012 is Male Dragon day. What's the meaning of Dragon to Water? Dragon contains Earth, Water and Wood. It is also called Water Dam in Chinese astrology. Water Dam is the source of Water. That means the Water of Black Water Dragon will never dry. Therefore, December of 2012 is a very strong Water month and in general, something to do with water will be the main event happening in the December 2012. Water is related to rains, oceans, flooding, rivers, lakes, dams, cold, tsunamis, hurricanes or even mudslides. Global warming or a magnetic pole drifting phenomenon might cause a natural Water disaster. However, there is no evidence or special sign to cause such a global disaster in December 2012. The end of a cycle is the beginning of another new cycle. It implies a new hope for the tomorrow.
Timewave Zero: Terence McKenna’s Time Wave Theory
This prediction is endorsed by a I-Ching theory from Terence Mckenna who was an American philosopher, writer and spiritual teacher. He invented the I-Ching Time Wave theory using The King Wen sequence, which is an order arrangement of the 64 hexagram. He assigned mathematical values to each of 384 lines of the 64 hexagram in a graph to make the curve and translated into time. The ending date was calculated in November 2012. Later, he revised the date to December in order to match 12.21.2012.
He's a bit eccentric, but he has some interesting points.
The first hexagram is a sign for Peace. The 63rd hexagram is a sign of completion and success and it also a sign of accident - extreme pleasure might be followed by sorrow. The last hexagram implies a sign of incomplete, danger and hope of future. That means the last hexagram doesn't mean the end of the cycle.
End Times: Bible and 2012
The problem I have with the written Bible is, it has been edited with prejudice, for over 3500 years. That’s a lot of editing my friends and a lot of authors. Granted, I think in general it had started out as a legitimate concept of recording the past events, but it has lost its credibility with the centuries of alterations. Case and point, when the church arbitrarily picked a date to celebrate Jesus birth date. They weren’t really sure when it happened but they wanted to meld the Winter Solstice celebrated by the Pagans, with the Catholic teachings. If the Catholic religion fudged this, you gotta ask what other important things they fudged? But there is ALWAYS a grain of truth, so I shall put the Bible in this list as well.
The book of Revelation spans three literary genres: epistolary, apocalyptic, and prophetic. It begins with an epistolary address to the reader followed by an apocalyptic description of a complex series of events derived from prophetic visions which the author claims to have seen. These include the appearance of a number of images which have become important in Christian eschatology, such as the Whore of Babylon, the Beast, and culminate in the Second Coming of Jesus.
The vague and excessive imagery has led to a wide variety of interpretations:
Shamans in general believe a more optimistic interpretation of the 2012 prophecy. Instead of referring to the end of the world as we have known it, they do not predict a physical destruction of the material world, but to the death and rebirth with a mass inner-transformation of humanity. Tibetan and Maya Elders alike tell us we are moving from a Dark Age to an Age of Light. Many say this Light Age is already here; and that we humans just have to wake up to it.
Others believe that we will be forced through a harsh dimensional division by years end. This is a shared belief with the Sumerian prophecy. Though if this occurs, we may never know it unless people start vanishing before our eyes. Then the Bible thumpers will claim it is the Rapture. It's interesting how so many events tie together.
The Hopi/Tibetan Prophecy also speaks of the arrival of a New Generation of Children. That every single person during this time "signed up" for this assignment a long time ago. The plan was that the New Children would become of age by 2012. Then they would lead us into the Time of Never Ending Peace.
This time is also a when Earth will be passing through the galactic equator and will be lined up with the center of the galaxy in a profound galactic alignment. Some even say that there is a serpent light coming from the galaxy which supposedly will create a profound change in human consciousness. Whenever the Earth passes through this particular serpent light, which is a "cord" of energy that is coming from the center of the galaxy and is always in this particular place that Earth passes through every 26,000 years, the energy of anything it touches, in this case the Earth and its inhabitants, changes.
Their prophecy is generally good. It states, “When the Eagle of the North flies with the Condor of the South, The Spirit of the Land, She will Reawaken.” But there are also writings of the Incas think that before 2013 an influential space rock will start the purging procedure of the earth. This prophecy suggests that the purification will begin with many lives being lost.
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Many believe that this is when full disclosure may occur, either by a (sub) government or by the aliens.
Personally, the only way there would be disclosure on this subject was if the aliens revealed themselves, because if there was a Military Industrial Complex that runs the US’s black operation projects, they would never reveal their hand. Never. There is nothing in it for them to reveal to the general population what they’ve been up to.
All these theories are a matter of interpretation, plus some of the predictions do not land precisely of 12.21.2012. A person has to keep in mind, many of the theories state (whatever) will occur in the beginning of 2013.
We shall see...
2012 and the Mayan Long Count Calendar
According to the Popol Vuh, a book compiling details of creation accounts known to the K'iche' Maya of the Colonial-era highlands, we are living in the fourth world. The Popol Vuh describes the first three creations that the gods failed in making and the creation of the successful fourth world where men were placed. In the Maya Long Count, the previous creation ended at the start of a 13th b'ak'tun. The previous creation ended on a long count of 22.214.171.124.19. Another 126.96.36.199.19 will occur on December 20, 2012, followed by the start of the fourteenth b'ak'tun, 188.8.131.52.0, on December 21, 2012.
The Mayans said that the initial time of the start of their civilization was in 3113 B.C. The Great Cycle of Mayan Calendar is 5,125 years. The ending date of 5125-year-long Great Cycle (and the start of the 5th Sun Cycle) is on the Winter Solstice December 21, 2012. Therefore some people interpret that doomsday is on December 21, 2012.
*What is interesting to note in all of the Indian and Shaman prophecies is the belief that we are in the 4th World and entering the 5th. It doesn't matter if the belief is in Africa or South America. Weird coincidence?*
Sumerians believed that a planet called Nibiru will be traveling by us at about this time, creating tectonic chaos on our planet.
In 1851 in Iraq archaeologists discovered a library with 22,000 scrolls, dating back to over 6,000 years ago when the region was known as Mesopotamia, Sumer, and Babylon. Amongst them they also unearthed a star map on a pottery cylinder seal. It shows a solar system with twelve elements in it, not just the nine we know today. This incredible, priceless Sumerian cylinder seal is now stored a Berlin museum. The seal depicts our solar system with a sun at the center and the planets arrayed around it and amazingly there's another planet which the Sumerians called Nibiru. The Sumerian Tablets, which speak of the returning of Nibiru, a planet said to visit our solar system once every 3600 years. Nibiru is said to be the home of our forefathers; the original creators of the Human race; the gods of the Old Testament, where the Annunaki, or the Celestial Giants, came from. We can't see Niburu at the moment because it is believed to be hidden behind the sun or traveling in from Earth's Southern Hemisphere. It is stated to having a massive, peculiar, elliptical orbit. Even beyond the furthest reaches of our solar system. 6000 years ago the Sumerians could see it plainly in the night sky, maybe even in the daytime. The name Nibiru itself gives us a clue about what could happen in 12.21.2012 - Niburu translates as 'planet of the crossing'. That means Nibiru will appear again in 2012 as it crosses through our part of the solar system. This is what the Sumerian 2012 Doomsday Prophecy is all about.
The tablets speak of a time of ascension. This ascension isn't too dissimilar to the "rapture" as spoken of in the Bible. Those who've become spiritually awakened (aware of their place in the Universe) will ascend into the next plain of existence. Those who are still bound by the ways of the creators and the materialistic world will be left to see the return of the Anunnaki (the end of their 3600 year cycle). These people will see great changes in the Earth because of the influence of Nibiru. They will also see great battles between the Anunnaki and the Humans of Earth.
I'll go into more detail on Nibiru, a.k.a. Wormwood, a.k.a Planet X, a.k.a Sedna in another post. But here are some interesting facts to consider:
"Something" came through our solar system before that:
1. Destroyed another planet, creating the Asteroid belt between Mars and Jupiter
2. Sucked the atmosphere/water off Mars.
3. Only Uranus and Venus rotate East to West. Opposite direction of all the other planets.
4. An unusually large moon off of the Earth. (A planet our size should not have a moon this size. It's not normal in space.)
It is believed Nibiru is the size of Jupiter. Could a planet that size create that much chaos in our solar system?
Hopi Prophecy 2012
I came across this on the web. I do not know if it is true but it’s interesting to read.
"I am White Feather, a Hopi of the ancient Bear Clan. In my long life I have traveled through this land, seeking out my brothers, and learning from them many things full of wisdom. I have followed the sacred paths of my people, who inhabit the forests and many lakes in the east, the land of ice and long nights in the north, and the places of holy altars of stone built many years ago by my brothers' fathers in the south. From all these I have heard the stories of the past, and the prophecies of the future. Today, many of the prophecies have turned to stories, and few are left -- the past grows longer, and the future grows shorter.” And now White Feather is dying. His sons have all joined his ancestors, and soon he too shall be with them. But there is no one left, no one to recite and pass on the ancient wisdom. My people have tired of the old ways -- the great ceremonies that tell of our origins, of our emergence into the Fourth World, are almost all abandoned, forgotten, yet even this has been foretold. The time grows short. “My people await Pahana, the lost White Brother, [from the stars] as do all our brothers in the land. He will not be like the white men we know now, who are cruel and greedy. We were told of their coming long ago. But still we await Pahana. He will bring with him the symbols, and the missing piece of that sacred tablet now kept by the elders, given to him when he left, that shall identify him as our True White Brother. The Fourth World shall end soon, and the Fifth World will begin. This the elders everywhere know. The Signs over many years have been fulfilled, and so few are left.”
Edgar Cayce's Actual Readings about the coming Earth Changes
When asked what the New Age means to humanity, Edgar Cayce replied:
“the full consciousness of the ability to communicate with the Creative Forces and be aware of the relationships to the Creative Forces and the uses of same in material environs. This awareness during the era or age in the Age of Atlantis and Lemuria or Mu brought what? Destruction to man, and his beginning of the needs of the journey up through that of selfishness.” (1602-3)
Cayce is informing us that in a previous time cycle, humanity had a level of consciousness and relationship with the Creative Forces that allowed us to live at higher levels of material, mental, and spiritual activity in the Earth and beyond. Unfortunately, we misused this consciousness and the power that came with the close relationship to the Forces. This misuse brought on the destruction of our great cultures and a long, karmic soul journey through the pain and confusion that resulted from our selfishness and self-centered focus on our will without regard for the will of the Creator and others. Now, as the cycles come around again, we are nearing a time when the level of consciousness and relationship with the Creative Forces will allow us once again to regain these powers.
From Reading #3976-15 (Given on January 19, 1934)
I will post part 2 in a couple days. There I will go over the Shaman, Inca, I-Ching, Bible and few others.
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You can't get into the Sumerian Religion without telling a little of the Anunnaki history.
These accounts seem to borrow from one to the next to give their own spin on how history occurred. Like the tree of Life, to even the Great Flood.
The best way to determine the accuracy of these stories is to find the earliest writings. Which isn’t the Bible, or even Egypt, but Sumer.
This is may be the oldest surviving source of the Noah's Ark myth and other parallel Middle Eastern Deluge myths. Enki was the Anunnaki leader of the first sons of Anu who came down to Earth, playing an important role in saving humankind from "the Deluge". According to Sumerian mythology, Enki allowed humanity to survive the Deluge designed to kill them. After Enlil and the rest of the Anunnaki, decided that Man would suffer total annihilation, Enki covertly rescued the human man Ziusudra by either instructing him to build some kind of a boat. A tablet describes a huge boat commanded by Sumerian King Ziusudra - the last king listed on the Sumerian king list prior to the deluge. He preserved vegetation and the seed of humankind. When the storm subsided, the god Utu - the sun - came forward and shed light on heaven and earth. King Ziusudra opened a window on the boat and let in the light. He is subsequently recorded as the hero of the Sumerian flood epic.
I am not an expert on the Sumerians but I have an avid interest and read quite a bit on the subject. I find them to be extraordinary. To imagine that before this society, chronologically we were Neanderthals, is amazing. Almost unbelievable. To go from “Uhg, me want food” to arithmetic and mapping the stars, is unbelievable. Sumer is the first recorded society to date, with recorded accounts from that civilization with knowledge you would think would be beyond their grasp. If you looked at today’s society several thousand years from the future, would the future beings viewing our records think that we considered movie stars and rock stars as Gods because of how we idolize some of them? Granted the Sumerians believed their Gods, the Anunnaki, were consciously in control of the elements and nature. They also believed that the Anunnaki actually scientifically created us into the current Homo sapiens.
According to Zecharia Sitchin research on the Sumerians, Nibiru was the home of a technologically advanced human-like extraterrestrial race called the Anunnaki in Sumerian myth, and the Nephilim in Genesis. He wrote that they evolved after Nibiru entered our solar system and first arrived on Earth approximately 450,000 years ago. They were looking for minerals, especially gold, which they found and mined in Africa. Sitchin states that these "gods" were the rank-and-file workers of the colonial expedition to Earth. The God Enki suggested, to relieve the Anunnaki, who had mutinied over their dissatisfaction with their working conditions, that primitive workers (Homo sapiens) be created by genetic engineering as slaves to replace them in the gold mines by crossing extraterrestrial genes with those of Homo erectus.
According to Ancient Alien Theory, the Anunnaki, and other alien groups, came to Earth and seeded the human race in many variations. This research was lead by Zecharai Sitchin and Erich on Daniken. Physical evidence of ancient astronauts is found throughout the planet, leading one to conclude that different races visited here at different periods in Earth's history, or the same aliens return and set up various programs (civilizations) in which they could remain and experience. These would include: the Middle East, Egypt, India, China, Greece, Mesoamerica, and other Ancient Civilizations.
The Sumerian texts are full of interesting tales that I am not sure if they are accurate history or fiction. Yet, from all fiction there is always a grain of truth, and even a small portion of this being true would be astounding. Plus, why would an entire society have the same point of view concerning their Gods, when by all accounts the Sumerians appeared to be a rebellious lot.
The Sumerian religion influenced Mesopotamian mythology as a whole, surviving in the mythologies and religions of the Hurrians, Akkadians, Babylonians, Assyrians, and other culture groups.
Sumerians believed their world was controlled by gods, goddesses, demons, and monsters. Just like Egyptians, Sumerians thought each god or goddess was responsible for one thing, like the rivers and trees, pottery and bread etc. Therefore there were hundreds of gods/goddesses. Also, each Sumerian city was guarded by a god or goddess. There were also temples for them to live in, and people could go there and make an offering, like a sacrificed animal, food, and valuables. Demons were creatures with human bodies and animal heads created by the gods. They could be either evil or good. The good one convinces people to do good, and the bad one persuades people to be bad.
The Anunnaki physical appearance was described to be very large, giant like, with oblong shaped skulls. The writings claimed for them to have supernatural powers (maybe confused with advanced technology) and intelligence making them God like in the eyes of humankind. Plus, they were said to live an extremely long lives.
Sticking with the great flood, an interesting tidbit: If Noah was an actual person and not a generalization, he would have been living for a long time before historical records, being 600 years old at the time of the great deluge detailed in the Holy Bible. Noah is sometimes considered to be the Father of wine, and archaeological evidence suggests wine production started as long as 8,000 years ago. This could be an indication of the time in which he would have lived. Following the genealogy from Adam to Jesus, most theologians place the Flood at around 5,000 years ago (3,000 BC), approximately.
The Anunnaki as a species were very human like with families, in-fighting, child births, they could be killed, and with personality traits of good and bad Gods. It is even recorded of a few of them getting drunk.
Even the Bible has descriptions and stories of giants. Are these giants, the Anunnaki?
The bible which itself states that demonic beings who were banished from heaven for failing to bow before God's greatest creation, man; and who were giants in comparison to us ascended from the sky. It then says they interbred with females to create a hybrid bloodline. God eventually destroyed all these ungodly beings although this lays the case that these beings have around since the beginning of time and are not some mysterious race from another planet. Some believe these demonic beings are working in opposition to God and are in fact Demons in today's world. In almost all the exorcism cases there is a little known fact that the victim of demonic possession speaks typically in ancient Sumerian, unlike many Hollywood movies would make you believe they speak Latin even though the language did not exist before Christianity.
In Sumerian Mythology of the Anunnaki were a pantheon of good and evil Gods and Goddesses who came to Earth to create the human race. Below is a link to a site examining the roles of each God and Goddess. Sumerians said one year on planet Nibiru, a sar, was equivalent in time to 3,600 Earth years. Anunnaki lifespans were 120 sars which is 120 x 3,600 or 432,000 years. According to the King List - 120 sars had passed from the time the Anunnaki arrived on Earth to the time of the Great Flood.
The Tree of Life and serpent is a reoccurring theme throughout many religions. It appears to have started with the Sumerians.
helix snake. More specifically, the Caduceus emblem (to the right). And the wings represent the Anunnaki, Ahura Madza, "Overseer of Earth", a Higher Extraterrestrial Intelligence who is also present in the picture above. This symbol has become accepted as the worldwide medical emblem for healing and medicine, which also resembles the Tree of Life. Coincidence?
If you are interested in expanding your mind, I suggest investigating this civilization. It will make you raise your eyebrows frequently.
Good detailed site about Sumerians and their Gods
More info on the Sumerians
Zecharia Sitchin, Twelfth Planet
Erich Von Däniken, Chariots of the Gods
Dr. J. Allen Hynek
There is just so much more to come on the Sumerians and Anunnaki, so stand by...
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