Subject: The Roman New Year. Mar. 23, 2008.
Here is something that Winifred Barton sent me about
the Roman New Year.
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Subject: HAPPY ROMAN NEW YEAR!
Date: Sat, 22 Mar 2008
12:21:30 +0000
The Roman New Year is at Eastertide, when a ceremony
of extingui****ng and relighting the s-cred fire was
enacted. "The Flame" is Vesta, the Hearth G-ddess.
Her temple in Rome contained no image, but a fire was
kept constantly burning. It was tended by the Vestal
Virgins, vowed to chastity, sharing the charge of
maintaining the sa-red fire which burned on the Altar
of The Go-dess. It is part of Win's personal deep life
experience.
Vesta's shrine was a domed building representing a
potters, orrefiners furnace, which gave rise to the
concept of "Gold tried in the fire." Fire is fertility
in philosophy. It engenders newlife, by purifying the
old, turning it to ASH. It correlates 11.8/8.11 with
the MYTH of the dying g-d making the Easter
life sacrifice in the C-ristian version.
The "Holy Grail" is the semitic word for a refiners
crucible which underlies the New T-stament concept of
temptation. The testing or trial of LENT, 11.8
correlates with C-rists' 40 days on the high mountain
battling with Lucifer, the enemy within.
In J-daism, Gehenna, literally the "Valley of Hinnom"
is a place near Jerusalem where children were
sacrificed to Baal, (also Bel) the male fertility -od.
(J-r.19:5,6.)
Is- 19:25 "Whom the L-RD of hosts shall bless,
saying, Blessed be Egypt my people, and Assyria the
work of my hands, and Is-ael mine inheritance."
Assyria is Ancient Iraq; the former center of a
succession of empires.
ISIS RA ELOHA © is the H-ly Trinity of The Presence
in you and I in our moment of awakening. The iconic New
Jerusalem viewpoint is our Star Trek destination:
Philosophy dressed up in 21st Century garb to awaken
the dream sleepers: A co ordination of the 6 senses
into an effective GLOBAL RESURRECTION theme.
The Tree of Life and the Tree of Knowledge, are TWIN
FLAMES.
(See "I AM THE BOOK OF LIFE" p.113 pic, where
everything goes up in one big YIN YANG swirl, with this
caption.
"The fabric of eternal life is thus woven of love
strands of every conceivable shade of emotional
experience to culminate in the ultimate union of Yin
Yang blessedness and full g-d potency."
As always there are neuronal connections; mce's
scattered throughÔ h)0*0*0*°° Ô this script. Logs
floating down the Ottawa River were fed into the SWAN
VESTA factory to emerge as wood and wax matches; a
"lucifer to light your fag" as the WWII vets say.
The "Swansong" is the final performance or activity
of a persons career; neat 10.10 analogy.
WE HAVE CROSS THE THRESHOLD into the pulse of the 5th
dimension. The old House of Cards is collapsing, ashes
to ashes dust to dust. The spit is the sp-rit of life
the FIRE WITHIN!
Take what you need and take no more. Our ZERO POINT
is where we Honour the TREE OF LIFE, returning to HER
HO-Y ALTAR all that we have gleaned from the TREE OF
KNOWLEDGE. Welcome to this harmonic convergence with
the Eloha, the Ho-y Spi-it of LOVE, TRUTH and WISDOM,
now in conjunction as a Vitality Resurrection of the
ABSOLUTE PRESENCE.
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http://usnisa.org/neucache.html
Ge-esis II:
http://neu-ark.net/genesis2/
John Winston. johnfw@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
When Mu Sank. Part 4. Mar. 24, 2008.
This talks about the space people prevented Ge-many
from having the ato-ic bomb first.
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With regret, I ‘followed’ my companions back to the
bridge.
Suddenly, in the distance to the west, a loud
explosion was heard, then another nearer. Still in the
west, the sky began to glow. Closer still, amid much
sharper explosions, we watched the eruption of a
volcano that lit up the western sky for about a 30
kilometer radius.
On the canal and in the ****t, we were aware of a
feverish agitation as cries rang out and sirens
sounded.
We heard running footsteps and the sailors from below
spilled on to the bridge. Among them, I could see the
sailor who ‘wore’ my Astral body, just as frightened as
his companions and I felt an enormous wave of sympathy
for the panic-stricken ‘self’.
On the outskirts of the town, in the glow of the
volcano, I saw a ****ning sphere fly very rapidly up
into the sky, and eventually, disappear from sight.
`Yes, that was one of our spacecraft,' explained
Thao. `It will observe the cataclysm from very high.
There are seventeen people on board, who will do what
they can to help survivors, but this will be very
little.
Watch.'
The ground began to shake and rumble. Three more
volcanoes surged from beneath the surface of the ocean
near the coast, only to be engulfed by the waters as
quickly as they had appeared. At the same time, it
caused a tidal wave of about 40 meters in amplitude to
surge towards the coast with an infernal noise. Before
it reached the town however, the land beneath us began
to rise. The ****t, the town and the countryside beyond
- a whole section of the continent - rose rapidly,
blocking the assault of the waves. In order to see
better, we rose higher. I was reminded of a gigantic
animal arching its back as it stretched, after
extricating itself from a burrow.
The cries of the people reached us as a Dantean
screech. They were mad with panic, for they were rising
with the town, as though in a lift, and it seemed their
ascent would never stop.
The boats had been smashed to pieces on rocks hurled
from the ocean, and I watched as the sailor we had left
behind was literally pulverised.
One of my `selves' had just returned to its source.
It seemed the Earth was completely remodelling its
shape. The town disappeared as thick black clouds
rolled in rapidly from the west, showering the land
with lava and ash, spewed from the volcanoes. Two words
of description came to mind at that moment: `grandiose'
and `apocalyptic'.
Everything blurred and I felt my companions close
around me. I was aware of a silvery-grey cloud moving
away from us at a dizzying speed and then Thiaoouba
appeared. I had the impression that we were pulling on
the silvery threads, in order to return quickly to our
physical bodies that seemed to be waiting for us - huge
like mountains and shrinking as we approached.
My astral eyes appreciated the beauty of the colors
here on this `golden' planet, after enduring the
nightmares we had just left behind.
I felt the hands which were touching my physical body
let go. Opening my eyes, I looked around me. My
companion stood up, smiling, and Thao asked me if I was
all right.
`Very well, thank you. I am very surprised it is
still light outside.'
`Of course it is still light, Michel. How long do you
think we were away?'
`I really don't know. Five or six hours?'
`No,' said Thao, amused. `No more than fifteen lorses
- about fifteen minutes.'
Then each taking me by a shoulder, Thao and Biastra
guided me out of the ‘relaxation chamber’, bursting
with laughter at my dumbfounded air.
Lationusi followed, less exuberant in his amusement.
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chapter9
Our `so-called' civilisation
When I had paid my respects and said my goodbyes to
Lationusi and his companions, we left the village and
boarded the flying platform once again, to retire to my
doko. We took a different route this time, flying over
large cultivated fields, and pausing long enough for me
to admire the crops of wheat which grew there with very
large ears. Our route also took us over an interesting
looking city - not only were all the buildings `dokos',
from the largest to the smallest, but there were also
no actual streets linking them. I understood the reason
for this: the people here were able to move from place
to place by `flying' - with or without a Lativok so
that proper streets were unnecessary. We passed close
by people entering and leaving huge dokos, similar in
size to those at the space****t.
`These are the `factories' where our food is
prepared,' explained Thao.
`The manna and the vegetables you were eating
yesterday in your doko, would have been prepared here.'
We didn't stop but flew on, over the city and then
over the ocean.
Before long, we had reached the island where my doko
was situated. Leaving our vehicle in the usual place,
we went inside.
`Do you realize,' said Thao, `that you have eaten
nothing since yesterday morning? You are going to lose
weight at this rate. Aren't you hungry?'
`Surprisingly, I'm not particularly hungry, and yet,
on Earth, I have four meals per day!'
`It's not really so surprising, my friend. Our food
here is prepared in such a way that the calories
contained in the food are released at regular intervals
over a two-day period. We continue to be nourished
without overloading our stomachs. This also allows our
minds to remain clear and alert and, after all, our
minds must be a priority - isn't that so?' I nodded my
agreement.
We helped ourselves to various colored dishes and a
little manna, then, as we enjoyed a glass of hydromel,
Thao asked, `What do you think of your stay on
Thiaoouba, Michel?'
`What do I think of it? Perhaps after my experience
of this morning, you should rather be asking what I
think of the planet Earth! It seemed to me during
those... fifteen minutes - that years had passed by.
Some moments were, obviously, dreadful, but others were
enthralling. May I ask you, why did you take me for
that journey in time?'
`A very good question, Michel. I am glad you have
asked. We wanted to show you that, prior to your
present so-called civilization, there had been, on
Earth, `true' civilizations.
`We didn't `kidnap' you, as you might say, and bring
you several billion kilometres just to show you the
beauty of our planet.
`You are here because you belong to a civilization
that has taken a wrong turn. Most of the nations on
Earth believe themselves to be highly advanced, which
is not so. Rather, their cultures are decadent, from
the leaders and so-called e-ite cl*****. The whole
system is distorted.
`We know this because we have kept a very close watch
over the planet Earth, particularly during recent
years, as the great Thora explained to you. We are
able to study what is happening in a whole range of
ways. We can live among you in physical bodies or in
astral presence. We are not just present on your planet
- we are able to influence the behaviour of certain of
your leaders, fortunately for you. For example, our
intervention prevented G-rmany from being the first
nation to have the use of the a-omic bomb, for it would
have been disastrous for the rest of the people on
Earth if Nazism had triumphed at the end of the Second
World W-r. As you will appreciate, any totalitarian
regime signifies a great backward step for
civilization.
`When millions of people are sent to the gas chambers
simply because they are J-ws, their m-rderers cannot
pride themselves on being a civilized people.
`Still less, could the Ge-mans believe themselves to
be the chosen people. To act as they did, they had to
have fallen lower than any tribe of cannibals.
`The R-ssians who send thousands to work in
c-ncentration camps and who eliminate thousands more,
on the grounds they represent a danger to `the regime'
are no better.
`On Earth, there is a great need for discipline, but
`discipline’ does not mean dictator****p. The Great
S-irit, the Creator himself obliges no creature(s),
human or otherwise, to do anything against their will
(1). We all have free will and it is up to us to
discipline ourselves in order to improve s-iritually.
(1 - `their will' was originally `its will'. This
caused the entire sentence to have a double meaning.
WHOSE will? Creator or human? Of course HUMAN.
Sentences like these were repeatedly mistranslated in
r-ligious texts, requesting people to submit to `G-d's
will' formulated of course by the clergy to control the
crowd. Free will is absolutely essential to any
sp-ritual e-olution. We used plural (creatures, people)
to remove the ambiguity. (comment of the Editor based
on the clarification of the Author)
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To impose one's will on another, in a way which
deprives the individual of the privilege of exercising
his own free will, is one of the greatest crimes that
man can commit.
`What is happening now in South Africa is a crime
against all humanity.
R-cism itself is a crime...'
`Thao,' I interrupted, `there is something I don't
understand. You say that you prevented the Ger-ans from
being the first to have the at-mic bomb, but why did
you not prevent all countries from having it? You must
admit that, at the point we have arrived at with ato-ic
arms, we are sitting on a volcano. What do you say of
Hiro****ma and Nagasaki - don't you feel in some way
responsible?'
`Michel, of course you look at such things in a very
simplified way.
Everything for you is b-ack or w-ite, but there are
also many shades of grey. If the Second World Wa- had
not been stopped, as it was by the bombing and
destruction of those two cities, there would have been
many more de-ths - three times as many as there were
victims of the at-mic bombs. As you say in your
language, we chose the lesser of the two e-ils.
Part 4.
John Winston. johnfw@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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