My guess is that Graham Hancock did not know about my book "Man and Impact in the Americas" (2006).
But given his up coming media blitz about the impact hazard,
good on him.
I hope he reads these notes on the state of the current work,
as he's going to be under fierce attack.
I'd also advise him to watch out for the G8d D****d F******g Mars Nuts,
as they will be out to get him.
It will be interesting to watch the fight.
Coming to a town near you?
While the guy who creates these videos has his own point of view, one which ignores convergence of interests in favor of conspiracy, there is little wonder why Russia is in Syria.
I interrupt my semi-retirement from the internet to bring you two lucid dream reports, both within a week of each other. As with all lucid dreams, they were vivid, realistic, and left an impresson on me.
I'm a samurai fighting a battle that enters a hall. It could be a dojo. As the battle rages around me, I meet a samurai in magnificent red armour, his helmet adorned with deer antlers. Yukimura Sanada! He is a brilliant fighter, and he lets loose two arrows and then throws a spear, all within seconds and at lightning speed. It's a miracle each missile narrowly misses me. It's then I become lucid. I stop and ask myself, why am I fighting this magnificent samurai? He's done nothing against me, he is the epitome of honour and virtue, I should be on his side!
I'm on my way to catch a train. I'm waiting at a pedestrian crossing on a bridge above train tracks. The walking light is red, but there is no traffic coming either way. Safe to cross. It's at this stage I become lucid in the dream, and decide to jog across the road regardless of the red light. There are other people waiting, but they don't cross. As I reach halfway, the walking light turns green, but I keep jogging anyway. I then see a woman about to throw herself off the bridge onto the train tracks below. I grab her just in time, and crouch down on the ground holding her. I ask the people who gather around us to call an ambulance. I ask the woman, who has black hair and is wearing a pink/purple jacket, if there's anyone she wants to call. She says the only person is her boyfriend, and he's the reason she's there.
Not sure what either dream means, but they were very real, and I was lucid. I can't remember any more, unfortunately. Yukimura Sanada is interesting, I wore his helmet when I visited Osaka Castle last year.
This weekend I have a big festival coming up and there is a chance it will be rained out. Sadly I need it for income so it's totally bumming me out, or at least it was until I read this post on Yahoo answers. For those of us who can't just call up HAARP and ask them to stop the rain, there's options. This is why you don't search for forecasts on ixquick kids :P
How to stop the rain?
My plans is cancelled because of the rain. how can i stop it??
Best Answer: Ahhh, rain that is one of the evilest curses laid upon us...
Here are a few steps to stop the rain that i have learned.
1) Sacrifice something close to you to the rain goddess to please her
If that doesn't work then do this
2) Sacrifice a animal or human on an altar and burn the meat and bones in a open pit fire, add sapphire crystals which symbolize the rain
If that STILL doesn't work... this method has always worked
3) Preform the ceremonial rain dance...
a) Put on a specially painted mask that bears the colors Blue, Red, Black, And White
b) Put on a some form of bear fur, MAKE SURE ITS GENUINE
c) Apply rooster semen to your hands in 3 parallel lines on center of your palm
d) Create a fire at least 3 feet wide
e) Dance around the fire in an open area hopping on your feet in this order R-L-R-R-R-L-R&L-L-L Repeatedly for about 10 revolutions around the fire
f) Be sure to sing guttural tones between low E flat and mid C Sharp while doing so in step 3e
g) Burn 3 Palm Tree leaves soaked in water for 5 minutes
h) Watch the rain go away in about 30 Sec
Really a great answer though I hope the kid asking the question didn't take this seriously. If so which one did he choose to do? I think I'll stick to praying to the sky gods for now...as I lack a rooster...
This is just the seed for something in the future.
One of the tests humans push on "lower" animals is the mirror test. If an animal can recognize itself in a mirror, they are conscious and self-aware.
The test involves an animal having something applied to their face then presented with a mirror. "Intelligent" animals will paw at their face, wave their trunk, or physically demonstrate they recognize the reflection as their own.
Dogs and cats recognize humans, but it may be through other mediums of perception. Even, thanks to Rupert Sheldrake, through a faculty approaching psi.
For example, remembering their human's mode of dress that day. Smell. The sound of their voice. A combination of all these factors making up for a lack of facility in recognizing faces. Much in the same way blind people will rely upon their other senses to recognize people and objects.
Keeping with dogs and cats, since most western people are intimately familiar with them. NO, NOT THAT KIND OF INTIMACY. Who needs a face when they can smell crotches and butts, acknowledge the patterns of their fur, the bearing of their tail and ears, and recognize vocalizations or breathing patterns.
I propose humans are engaging in a fallacy of animals must apprehend humans the way humans recognize each other. If the tables were turned, where dogs ruled the earth, humans would be considered non-sentient and categorized as butt-blind.
What we are dealing with are alien intelligences. While they may be from Earth, sharing similar experiences, their essence, their soul (if i dare) is fundamentally different from humanity.
By understanding animals as animals, rather than deformed humans who can not speak like us, our species, our biosphere, our planet, will be ready for first contact.
By no means am I advocating a "Kumbaya" culture where people stop eating meat, regardless of the good it could bring, nor stopping animal testing, but apprehending these different consciousnesses and accepting them as equal, rather than dismissing evidence as "anecdotes" or "hearsay" because it troubles our chimp brains how there could be intellectual peers among us.
Take cavemen. They look like us, they can count, and possibly acknowledge their reflection but they couldn't make heads nor tails of a smartphone because they don't have smartphones, they don't have the capacity to build nor design one.
Animals don't have the capacity nor build technology on par with humanity because, here's where I get into crazy territory, they're being kept down by the man through willful ignorance. An ignorance in learning how to meaningfully communicate with critters, exchange metaphors, idioms, and concepts rather than conveying simplistic and demeaning commands.
Mirrors are powerful objects to humans. From John Dee's scrying mirror, the metaphor of a black mirror popularized by the eponymous television show, and admonitions to cover a mirror under many circumstances, like the Jewish shiva or superstition.
Take Bloody Mary. There are many interpretations of this legend, but here's what I learned as a kid. At midnight, stand in darkened room facing a mirror and chant "Bloody Mary" three times. She'll appear in the reflection and bad things will happen. Fortunately, the worst that happened to me was scaring the shit out of my seven year old self. According to Wikipedia, Bloody Mary shows young girls if they will marry or if they will die. ((https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bloody_Mar...))
Opie and Tatem's indispensable A Dictionary Of Superstitions expresses a measure of caution with looking glasses:
"In the chamber of death .. a dread is felt of some spiritual being imaging himself forth in the blank surface of the mirror .. I suspect that the true reason for shrouding the looking-glass .. is that given me in Warwickshire, that if you look into the mirror in the death-chamber, you will see the corpse looking over your shoulder." ((A Dictionary of Superstitions, pp 252))
What are we seeing if nothing paranormal is afoot?
The obvious, and unexpected, answer is "ourselves".
A recent study with the catchy name "Dissociation and hallucinations in dyads engaged through interpersonal gazing" by Giovanni Caputo, late of the University of Urbino, reveals people who stare at other people for extended periods begin to hallucinate. Chitra Ramaswamy at The Guardian notes, "90% hallucinated a deformed face, 75% saw a monster, 50% said their partner’s face morphed into their own and 15% saw a relative’s face." ((Look into my eyes: can 10 minutes of staring make you hallucinate?, The Guardian http://www.theguardian.com/science/short...))
Of interest are the latter two statistics, where faces became more familiar and familial. Ancient burial practices focused on imparting immortality upon the deceased. Neolithic plastered human skulls and ancient Egypt's ushabti are physical representations of the deceased, reminding our forebears of the deceased's wisdom and, likely, manifesting as visual and/or auditory hallucinations. These artifacts are part of the archaeological underpinnings of Julian Jaynes's compellingly controversial theory of the bicameral mind. Before humans became properly conscious, our actions were guided by the voices of ancestors and gods originating from our brain's right hemisphere. ((The Origin of Consciousness in the Breakdown of the Bicameral Mind, pp 138-175))
Of interest is part of Jaynes's description of consciousness in relation to memory. What people presume to recall is built from concepts, the platonic ideals of their office, the view out of the window, et al. These contribute to one's mental sense of place and position in the world. The memories enabling one to see themselves in the third person. ((Ibid., pp 27-30))
Bringing us back to Bloody Mary and Giovanni Caputo.
People staring at themselves in the mirror are looking at a different self, the unconscious visible in the conscious body. After ten minutes of eye contact humans apprehend their other half, kept in check by the rational left hemisphere. These hallucinations communicate the subconscious's instincts and reactions towards what's before it.
"Yes, you read that correctly. The CDC has dedicated time and tax dollars to preparing you for the zombie apocalypse. Of course, they don’t actually believe that a zombie apocalypse will occur. This is more of a PR stunt, but half serious at the same time. The only thing I can compare it to, is when some parents try to come off as “hip and cool” to a younger generation, but wind up making an ass of themselves in the process."
Hi all -
I think this is the best preview of Graham Hancocks new book:
I have never heard of Randall Carson - has anyone here heard of him?
To my knowledge, the FIRST suggestion that the YD impacts may have triggered a release of Glacial Lake Missoula
was made by me to the meteorite list several years back in regards to Assiniboine memories of what occurred.
Aside from that, there was not one advanced culture that was displaced or destroyed by impact, as Graham and the Theosophist cult archaeologists would have it, but many, at different times and different places.
For the modern theosophist cult archaeology industry, see
Above: The Shasta Pack.
If you can't tell by my name, I like wolves. I have been studying their biology and ecology, their survival in a human consumed world for close to 10 years now. I remember as a child I used to get offended when I saw a cartoon that stereotyped the wolf as a lecherous, long-nosed monster out to eat pigs in straw houses. So later in life, I dedicated more of my time researching them and going to lectures. I donated to organizations such as the International Wolf Center (www.wolf.org), Defenders of Wildlife, and so on. This was a long journey for both wolf and man. And then today I got the news:
It is confirmed, there is a wolf pack at Mt. Shasta.
My heart stopped and I felt the urge to run around my block banging pots and pans, as if a small town in New Jersey full of seniors would understand such a monumental occurrence. This was the first time a wolf pack was established in California since 1924. It all started in February 2011, when a two-year-old lone wolf tagged as OR-7, the seventh wolf with a GPS tracking collar in Oregon, left the Imnaha Pack in search of a mate. He began to head South toward California, but no one thought much of it. The summer went on with him glancing the border of California but never crossing. Then the fall came and in late September he crossed over into California. I'll never forget the date because it was the Monday after the Philosophical Research Society of Manly P. Hall played Miyazaki's "Princess Mononoke" as a conclusion to their art exhibition on Japan. It was almost too fitting then, that on November 11, 2011 (11/11/11) a trail camera snapped a photo of the lone wolf at the base of Mt. Shasta. All the news article get the dates wrong, but by December 21 it was official.
OR-7 aka Journey
The world seemed to stop in its tracks. Suddenly every country with or without wolves seemed to take notice. Some may argue the mystique of the Mountain is what gave OR-7 his legend, and I won't argue against that, but it still doesn't change the impact. Israel, France, Japan, China, the UK...all said the same thing: "We miss our wolves." For a brief moment in time everyone was behind this wolf. School children in California had a naming contest for the wolf, the winner was "Journey." Though I must applaud one of the honorable mentions, a boy named Ze'ev, which means wolf, who want OR-7 to have that name because in the Midrash and in ancient Hebrew texts the wolf was spoken of in a positive light. Look how far we've come...perhaps it's fitting that long before OR-7 was born his mother was nicknamed Sophia.
OR-7 left California and started a pack in Oregon. However the bottom tip of his territory borders California. Now the Rogue Pack, his family is a family of firsts. His mate is believes to be the first wolf in nearly 100 years on Mt. Hood, another volcano, and his pups (now 4 total) are the first to be born in the Cascades of Western Oregon. For the wolf that was deemed a "genetic dead-end" by biologists, that's not half bad. And all seemed like a fun dream...until August 9, 2015.
It sounds like something in an ancient epic. A hero's journey to obtain the boon. Why does this story belong on The Grail? Well some have suggested that wolves were saved by aliens. In 1984, Patricia Pereira saw a copy of "Of Wolves and Men" by Barry Holstun Lopez on a friend's coffee table. She soon after went to a lecture on wolves and felt the urge to begin an organization to try to save them, the Wolf Recovery Foundation. In 1984 it was estimated that only 100 of the animals lived in the lower United States. Scientists estimate at one time 500,000 once lived here. After leaving the Foundation in 1990 she began having conversation with a being known as Palpe form a planet that orbited the star Arcturus. This would eventually be translated down into "Songs of the Arcturians" which detailed the conversations she had with these beings. In this Palpe states that by helping wolves he was doing a sort of "pay it forward" for his people. In 1995 to 1998 roughly 49 or so wolves were released back into the wild around Yellowstone and Utah. Today there are roughly 3,000 wolves in the lower 48 states. Though protected in some areas, controlled hunting is allowed in many states under the false pretense that it keeps the elk population more stable.
Others believe that wolves themselves are aliens and they site some Native American legends as proof. One of my favorites is of the Pawnee, which means "wolf." In their origin story, the star Sirius is mad at the other gods for not letting him participate in the creation of Earth and all its inhabitants so he sends his servant, Grey Wolf, down to observe the latest creation (in many origin stories, Earth is the last planet to be created). Wolf populates the world with wolves and eventually comes upon He Who Walks With Storms who carries a whirlwind bag. In the bag are the First People, of whom he releases to hunt and eat and then places them bag in the bag. Wolf takes the bag thinking there is food inside and when the people come out and see Wolf but not Storms they kill the wolf, thus bringing death into the world. When Storms see what has happened he is angry at the people and orders they make a sack out of the wolf's hide and place within it all the tools used to kill him. They will now carry that bag with them forever and be known as the Wolf Tribe.
In a Crow legend, wolf was the servant of the Sun, and was referred to as "The Swift" possibly linking him to the planet Mercury. In another Native American tale the Milky Way is called the Wolf Trail and made by wolves who "returned home" to Sirius. In a Grimm fairy tale, wolves were the hounds of god sent to manage the Devil in Eden long before humans were made. After humans were kicked out, wolves guarded Eve from Adam's advances and are sometimes associated with the sacred feminine. The White Wolf would guide initiates of the Mystery Schools in Egypt and protect the Roma from vampires. Wolf tribes often associated themselves with the water lily (lotus) and the mineral jade.
There are countless stories of the wolf being a "good guy" from the past but rarely do you hear them when growing up. It's always three little pigs and red riding hood. It's nice to see that as a society, many of us have advanced so much that we no longer fear the wolf enough to let them repopulate the state of California. When I read this story on August 9, 2015, I fell off my chair and a tear gathered in my eye. Here was proof that you should never doubt the wolf and that all those donations meant something. But more than that, it showed me that the world has changed and humanity with it. Would Sirius be proud? Are the Arcturians pleased? Are the Ascended Masters of Telos making phone calls? I don't know, but 10 years ago I dreamed I was a wolf and it's all uphill from there...
Many of my other sources are no longer available because I no longer have a J-Stor account, but I urge anyone who does to look up "The Legend of White Wolf" by Krausse.