Where The True Ark Is

This article is going to kick Jews and Muslims and Christians in the head.

...Watch closely now, because I am going to do some magic here.

According to the orthodox Jewish writings, only twenty percent of the Jews, decided to follow Moses in the Exodus.

Later on, regardless of how amazing the appearance of Jehovah on the mountain (whichever mountain this was) and the edict not to make idols, virtually the whole lot of the Jews then made 'the Golden Calf!'

Now you'd think that with all of the remarkable happenings, thunder and lightning, flying snakes, Egyptians being killed in some sinister way in the dead of night, seas dividing in two - whatever - you'd certainly suppose people absorbing all of this would have some regard for the power we are meant to believe was evident in front of their eyes.

...Matters then worsen - Jehovah is only recorded as having personally uttered, actually, only two 'Commandments;' but we have goddamn hundreds of peculiar 'laws' most of which are either traditional customary food regulations and all of that, and the rest are copies of stuff that Hammurabi set down ages earlier. This 'God' Jehovah, for being the 'Creator' guy, seems to have a nasty habit of thieving things from human beings earlier on than he pronounces the matters, although he makes a great fuss over what he is pronouncing.

The Quran, equivalently, challenges people to 'produce a verse similar' to prove that this work is from Allah God - and in a different part, suggests well, how about ten verses then?

Moses finds Ark...

Half the romantic language in the Quran is directly, line-for-line thieved off a poet Imru' al-Qays, and the rest taken straight from seven poets gathered into a compilation known as the 'Suspended Verses' written long before and sure enough, the whole entire religious foundation itself is from a group of people a thousand miles away up north, and there is no map by any surrounding nation, country, civilization, trader or anyone, not even any Arab map (at all), which shows a place 'Mecca' anywhere prior to hundreds of years AFTER Muhammad.

What do other groups' serious 'history' writers say about 'the Jews?'

'Some of their religious priests were keepers of the oracles of god.' Some, of.

In 1925 Ataturk outlawed the Mevlevi Order (of 'whirling dervishes') and it has never been repealed that the Order or Sect is illegal - and so it still is illegal today. In fact, what you see via tourist events in Turkey are dances performed by professional dancers in 'dance museums,' not literal Sufi Order establishments at all.

Turkish Muslims will say that Dervish rituals are Islamic but they are not at all - yes, they do use the generic word 'Allah' and they mimic some Islamic sayings but these are matters of disguising an ancient Shamanic practice dating from thousands of years prior to Islam.

Aiyeee! Burn what he is saying!
(Take careful note and remember this pic
for later articles).

This Supreme 'God' they are all talking about and wanting everyone to bow down to and worship and also of course, for you to do whatever 'they' the high priests, tell you to do on behalf of - seems remarkably incapable of really being all that innovative and creative himself in his own right, having to hijack all his key material off other actual originators...

So what actually happened with the so-called 'Covenant' between some 'deity on a mountain' and the Jews?

Well, there's no point me saying, because the first thing some of you will challenge is - 'where are you getting this from?!' 'Where is your proof and your evidence?'

There is another widespread theory that Akhenaten is 'Moses' and the only basis at all for that, is the idea that Akhenaten was a proponent of the following of only one god, namely, the Aten.

But Akhenaten was not a monotheist in that he never actually said there was only one god, just that everyone should follow a particular one (of them).

Akhenaten was not 'found in the bull-rushes.' His elder brother 'Thutmose' however, was, and he 'disappeared from the official records and was said to have died' - which led to Akhenaten ruling as Pharaoh.

Most people objecting to the idea that 'Jesus of Nazareth' was or is or even could be 'God' includes the narrative about what Jesus said when dying on the Cross. This is widely held to be: 'Eloi, Eloi, Lama Sabachthani.' And the standard translation today is: 'My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?' ...The objection being, of course, well, which 'god' is he praying to, if he is God??

And this is not what it says in any of the Gospels. What it actually says in there is, 'and this was interpreted as being...'

God comes down into an 'Ark' for Moses and Solomon and David, particularly - the latter of whom, when he realizes what he has, starts dancing around like a dervish (lol).

And then, the Ark disappears off the map, as it were.

Noah had an Ark, too, right?

Jehovah says 'do not make any image for yourself, to worship it' and then immediately, he tells Moses to make an image of two Keruvim and stick them on top of a lid and worship the whole thing.

The 'ark' of Noah is a 'tai-va;' the 'ark' of Moses is an 'aron.' One is a big vessel used for sending the dead off somewhere, and the other is a crib for a baby.

Actually, another funny thing of stealing ideas, is that very clearly, we know for sure the ancient Egyptians had boxes with lids and winged angelic beings positioned atop them. Actually, we even have such things, having found one or two inside pyramid excavations.

Nothing happens with them - you can go to the museums where they are, and there is no 'pillar of smoke' or 'strange clouds' covering them or what-not.

Everything, everything, on the surface about the human race and its ancient ideas and religious traditions, appears - that is, seems - to do with death. When the Mayans had all of those remarkably constructed temples, right at the top, there were pits into which 'sacrifice' victims, human and animal, were thrown and slaughtered as offerings to the gods, maybe to secure rain or something, I don't know. We do know, because some of the stone-inscribed language has been well-deciphered now, that not only were some of the victims decapitated, but their bodies hacked up and literally thrown about for some bizarre reasons I certainly have no clue about, really.

Here is what Jesus of Nazareth said on the Cross:

'Ella-tho-i, Ella-tho-i. Lamassu. Sabah-ankh-tai-va-ni.'

Lammasu = Keruvim = 'Cherubs' (like on the Ark).

Sabah = Peace.

Tai-va = ark.

Et cetera et cetera which you don't need me to translate for you.

Oh, and by the way - the actual Greek Gospels say 'diathikis,' for 'tai-va' which is literally a box in which you hold your Last Will and Testament when you die. And, in ordinary usage 'diathikis' actually does mean 'Last Will and Testament.'

The poetry that goes along with the Mevlevi Sect's dancing thing, includes the following:

'If you wish a mine of gold, it is here.

'If you wish an ounce of silver, it is for free.

'If you wish a mine of sugar, it is here.

'If you wish a fingertip of sugar, it is for free.'

And,

'All the world is whirling,

'All the particles are whirling.'

Silly Bollywood movie version of a good song - contains entertaining Dervish dancing halfway in. Too bloody long 'intro,' though for all of you impatient to get to the 'mines of gold:'

What 'Forbidden' Things?

There is a teaching by Lao Tzu - 'to exert the breathing is to be stark.'

He meant that 'starkness' is a symptom of death.

Most modern day Taoists are vegetarian but they not all are. Whatever the real Taoists are however, they are definitely not 'stark.' It's actually hard to see who such people are in the real world because they appear so 'normal' on the outside.

Cute, beer-drinking Chinese chick.

The phrase 'Wu Shu' - which is nowadays associated with a particular Chinese Martial Arts style - is part of the 'Taoist Sorcery' practices based on Taoist metaphysics and philosophy applied to the material living human existence as an individual person. 'Wu' is really the same as the Cantonese 'M' meaning simply 'five;' Wu Shu means 'the Five Arts.'

You could be any kind of person with any kind of lifestyle, any kind of life difficulties - or even, you may have very few difficulties of life and none at all with your physical existence... 

Whatever the case is, Taoism is about 'reaching the Purple Mansions.' 

Taoism, real Taoism, is looked down upon with a lot of disdain by many modern Chinese, in fact, in truth, it is looked down upon by the vast majority - fundamentally, Taoists are known to just suddenly disappear off to somewhere high up in the mountains, or take off walking around the country through far away towns and cities. Consequently, superficially, Taoists do not appear to have much material wealth set down in any one particular location. Additionally, they are said to believe in 'magical ideas' and 'sorcery,' and the 'normal people' suppose such people to be worthless in any material sense.

Due to the success of Chinese action movies, 'Wu Shu' practitioners have up to a point, taken on a new era 'sheen,' and they are less disregarded now, yet, they are still held at some distance and have a certain dubiousness about them.

The great, Shigeru Egami, successor
to Gichin Funakoshi.
Ideas cut across many cultures.

'The Purple Mansions' of course, are also referred to in the Chinese ordinary talk, as the place of Immortal beings! This is nothing more than 'fantasy fiction' as far as the average modern middle class Chinese person is concerned, and partly, the reason for this is also because neither Confucianism nor the Chinese Communist Party are supporters of any kind of 'rewards after you die' ideas. Despite this, the Taoist culture probably started practical Chinese chemistry sciences deep in the ancient past of Chinese history and Taoists still produce a large range of doctors and chemists today. So on the one hand Taoism is vaguely tolerated by the materialist Marxist/Maoist Communist system of today because of the Chinese medicine legacy, but on the other hand Taoists are regarded as impractical and largely superstitious fantasists. 

The most major deity of Wu Shu is Lord Xuanwu, and His Celestial Abode is called the 'Purple Cloud Temple' or 'palace.' The actual place known as the Purple Cloud Temple in the Wudang Mountains, was burned down under suspicious circumstances, for what reason I couldn't say. The place has been rebuilt now, and attracts quite a lot of tourists, even though the mountainous area in question is quite remote.

Same chick - Jade Xu - World Wu Shu Grand Champion

'Xuanwu' literally means something dark and mysterious - and He works dark, mysterious, magical things from his Celestial Palace.

We can for sure 'do magic' here. We can walk in an out of 'purple clouds,' do dark mysterious sorcery - all that kind of thing.

But just remember that drinking beer is also good, sometimes. That way too, no one will see you coming.

If we go back to the hand positioning of Karate Master Shigeru Egami, shown in a pic above, we see his thumbs pointing outward, which is not recommended for you to do all the time, but this practitioner is very knowledgeable about what he is meaning to do, and he is showing something that verges close to the magical, and is definitely rooted in the metaphysical in martial arts. The next thing he is going to do there, in the pic, is twist his body and bring his raised hand downwards with great force. Yes, it could be a strike he is going to deliver, but a lot of his Okinawan-brand Karate also has grabs and center-of-gravity and angular momentum techniques, and you will see that these styles are apt to grab someone's hand or arm, lift it upwards very high, taking that person away from their normal balance center-of-gravity position, and then pull the hand/arm back down again with a strong twisting motion upending the whole other person's body like magic.

If you return again to Jade Xu's hand on the left of the immediate above pic of her, you will, alternatively, observe that she is holding her thumb inwards - same with her other hand but the light is not showing it as well. Of the two people, Xu is the much more aggressive in the pics, because it is clear she is not intending to grab anyone, but to strike them.

At some stage in a great master's training, they will shift from analyzing these things closely in situ as it were, and you will see their eyes drift off into the distance somewhere, and not even look directly at any opponent or opponents. They know things so well, that they literally move into a 'cloud' or a 'bubble' of diffuse 'sensitivity...' At that stage, it becomes literally the case that an opponent will suddenly just fall backwards, or lose balance, or experience vertigo, and the master has done nothing physically.

The Damavand Mountain...
...is about to erupt soon. You get the fire,
and the ice.

In the Gospels, when a large band of men and soldiers came up to find Jesus Christ and to arrest him, (...now from here I am quoting John 18:4-6) He asked: 'Whom do you seek?' And when they answered him 'Jesus of Nazareth,' Jesus said 'I am he.' And soon then as He said that to them 'I am he,' they went backward and fell to the ground. 

Only then after that particular little incident came the other one where someone cut someone else's ear off! LOL

The Chinese Taoists have all of the same stories - walking on water, replacing someone's cut off ear, going here and there in purple clouds, shoving people backwards at a hundred miles an hour though not having touched them.

Listen to me. You have nothing, no position, no wealth, no reputation. But you can replace someone's cut off ear?! Disappear into a purple cloud?? Well, then you have a massive problem, actually. Not even any scientist today can really replace someone's cut off ear - because, even though more or less, they can grow an ear from 'ear DNA' and some, what is it, autologous mitochondrial cells or something, it's still pretty hard to stick it onto where the missing section is, because outer ear bits have very different blood flow to the other areas of the human body where healing can more effectively take place with toxicity removal and blood and oxygen flow helping.

Your real problem is that you have too much, not too little. It's the 'normal' people who really have all the deficiencies and are you really intending to hang about fixing them all up, all day long, not even having much time for a beer?

This fellow on YouTube just the other day was complaining that if the ET Aliens really showed up as the buzz is suggesting, and took us over, took control...

Everyone thinks that way, see. But why, why would 'they' - do it? Why would they 'take over...' now?

The Chinese Taoists have thousands of years of interactions in the Wudang mountains with people that come down in purple clouds, and do magical stuff. Nobody out in the ordinary community believes it. And nobody from space or from 'purple clouds' has ever attempted to 'take over' anything! 

What makes us think we have so special a generation in history that now, all of a sudden, simply because our TV movies like Star Trek and so on, combined with the pathetic little tin cans sent out to Mars or Tethys (Saturn III) get us to think of other civilizations possibly out there, and perhaps a bit like us, have the potential to come here using their advanced technology... ...to take us over?

The human race in its pop iteration of 'thinking' seems to have this grandiose opinion of itself - despite the obvious fact that any advanced external species will already have been able to get here since a long time before Kathleen Kennedy, the idiot President of Lucasfilm, devised a 'wokeymon' vision of space travel and 'futurism' and 'technology' and 'sciiiiiiiience.'

And they've never 'taken over' anything here.

The Norway 'Doomsday Seed Vault' - 
what me and a bunch of Taoists like about it,
is that in this pic at least, there are no
stoopid people around to mess up the prettiness of the scene.

Only crazy people have even thought they existed -, up until Hollywood and industrial age industrial scale book publishers have started all these comic strip pictorials and silly space opera junk entertainment ideas that the mass of the general public has in their heads now as 'images' of 'how it is.' And then NASA and other lunatics with a huge budget have inflamed the whole thing with their tin can junk rockets and video-streams of nothing - on Mars or the moon, or of some asteroid or whatever.

The Butterfly's Painted Wings

A little slip here, a little fall there...

Anyway, ancient Chinese tradition depicts the living human being as having three Yang spirits, and seven Yin spirits - the 'three' mainly working in the day-time, and the 'seven' working at night.

There are great sages, particularly of the Wu Shu schools, and of Taoism of course, who can perform what is called 'Jing Po' - 'bright mirror.' This is some sort of mystical, magical thing that allows them to multi-locate, and to multiply exact copies of themselves in different places at the same time.

'I walk through the ten thousand
flowers, but do not touch even so much
as a leaf, nor even a drop of dew...'

If you practice the bright mirror a lot, every day -, then at some point, a jade vessel will appear before you, and which will transport you into the mists that disguise the true heavens, where the Purple-liveried Jade Mansions are... ...and at which place all the other immortals attend at various key times. Here is where the Ultimate Soul permits only that which can yield into it, to remain or to reside there.

Unlike the normal human being, the Immortals are not a composition of a myriad different configurations of 'three and seven' - and so, unlike you or I, who are actually not 'individuals' at all although we think we are, but are composites of many ancestral people and habits and 'consciousness arrangements,' the Immortals are actual separate unique individual people with identifiable permanent characteristics and personalities.

Yet, unlike us normal humans, who are unable to detach from false priorities, these Immortal Beings can 'yield' their internal personal conscious being-ness, into each other and into the Universal Grand Ultimate. The logical principle of this, is, namely, the same thing that occurred with the multiple demons called 'Legion' in the Gospels, which yielded their spirit being-nesses into a herd of swine which careened over a cliff into the sea and rocks below: like two pebbles cast into a still pool, the waves they make must interfere when they meet; like dew that evaporates, its moisture joins the great mist of the mountains to become one; like coherent light of a certain frequency, these beings are augmenting the power in the resonators of the laser...

Although possibly it would not really be light, as in photons, but some other thing. We use 'light' a lot as a metaphor in these kinds of discussions, anyway.

All those Muslims here would be familiar with the eschatology about 'Yajuj wa Majuj' breaking through the iron walls to the outside world at The End Of The World, at which time they will conspire with the Dajjal to take everything away from ordinary humans, and consume everything even killing many humans in order to have more for themselves, and take over power and control over the whole world, and shut up the skies and stop the rain from falling and make the sun rise in the West.

If I convince you that the rains have stopped, is this the same thing as metaphorically having stopped the rain...?

We've done this song before. So what though. Here it is again:

Suit Of Lights

I told this journalist a few days ago, regarding the up-coming Report to Congress by the CIA on what the US Government 'knows' about ET Aliens, that I would need to say just one name in connection with what happened with the original engagement with ET's back in the late Fifties and you would all be stuck for an answer.

Now I'm not going to explicitly blurt it out here but okay, just to relieve some of the pressure, it has nothing to do with the killing of Kennedy!

...Actually I will go in a totally bizarre direction. If you keep up with these articles, sooner or later something will 'click.'

Spanish silk shawl...

I was just speaking earlier today with a Spanish lady, whose surname is something like 'Talladega' which does not mean the same thing as the word in the Creek Indian language, which means 'border.' In Spanish the name means something like a 'shawl.'

Anyway I asked her for her view on Spanish Bull Fighting, and she said it was a form of torture. And I'm more than a little inclined to agree.

The Iberian Peninsula (Spain and Portugal, and other smaller places in there), is an incredibly ancient place - this is where we have the Altamira Caves, of course. Some clever people think the Spanish people themselves are related, somehow not just to the ancient Phoenicians who went there, but to the original inhabitants of the legendary 'Atlantis.'

Atlantis, as you know, was an Empire which venerated the god Poseidon, and held rituals concerning bulls sacred to the god. These kinds of rituals were all over the place in the Mediterranean - Minoan Crete, Saqqara in Egypt, obviously - the burial place of the Apis Bulls.

The costume worn by bullfighters is called the 'suit of lights' - traje de luces.

Some occult thinkers will tell you, that there are plenty of written records by a number of ancient writers, to the effect that not only were special bulls used in the rituals sacred to Poseidon, but in fact, there were all kinds of things going on -, there was the (somehow) intermingling of DNA from these bulls and a certain Queen (Europa), and also the infusion of some kind of 'spirit' beings into the bulls as well. This idea is still intact in the Spanish bull fighting culture, which has myths and legends about the 'spirit' of particular bulls. There remain, certain occult practices too, right up to this day involving secret places of worship, altars and shrines, to the god Poseidon (the Spanish language equivalent), that persist within the culture of matadors.

Going back to my first direction in the opening paragraphs, though, I would suggest, that the bulls and the bull fighters... ...are the same thing.

Bull fighting is highly organised, extremely rigid in its conduct, and the death of the bull is 'arranged' according to a strict plan, and a strict ancient tradition of movements and provocations. Superficially, the bull is a very daunting opponent, deadly and dangerous. On the whole though, it is the trained matador that gets the better of the fiercely charging, enormously powerful and enraged beast. The matador's job is not to lose their cool, even though they may have limited emotional feelings of admiration and respect for the animal. The matador's role is that of a cold-blooded killer.

When the matador goes through their ritualistic donning of the 'suit of lights,' they become literally 'dressed to kill.'

In the Islamic narrative, the Dajjal, is a deceiver (and so too, does the matador, deceive the bull...), but he is also extremely glamorous on the outside.

Statua del Nettuno... 

In the Christian narrative, the devil has horns and is angry because 'he knows his hour is coming...' ...when he is to be terminally defeated.

The devil has an anger like a goaded bull, but the matador has a costume covered in 'lights.'

...Don't think of the matador as a hero, my friends - he is the Saqqara bull spirit... He provokes death, he provokes anger, and he kills maliciously and deliberately, and in the end, wantonly. He knows the limitations of the huge, muscular, charging, enraged, bull. He is not, facing death scornfully in the face - he is death, he deals death. But inside, he is the beast, he is the animal spirit wanting primeval suffering, vain struggle - he lusts for blood.

As you know, and I'm sure you do know, Nero claimed to be a descendant of the Egyptian god of the Deep Sea, Naunet.

The standard narrative, of course, is that Nero caused the flames, that his fire brigades went to put out, for a fee. Nowadays, academics dispute this folklore.

But my advice to you, is - don't step into the ring, and don't get taken in by the shiny costumes. Because the people in the shiny jackets, will walk you into an ever tightening circle, goading you to do better and to do more, along the way, knowing that your lactic acid is building up all the while, and yet they will keep you more or less alive by letting you walk around in smaller circles. Until they laugh at you in the face while you cannot move, and insert the estoque deep into your heart. And exsanguinate you.

So. I have given you a clear picture of what to actually look at. Don't look at the villain - how big and strong and fearsome they are. That is a lie. It is not the lie, because it is only a small part of the whole lie.

If you think you are never going to see the bright shiny hero, look again.

Letters And Posts

I've just come from engaging in some frivolity with someone about 'evidence' and 'logic,' during which bout I was so bored I pulled out that old thing about the stick bending in the water according to the 'evidence' of your eyes - which of course, is contradicted by the rationality of your brain.

No reason - just looks good.

And this is a good link to what we have already spent some time looking at here, which is, namely, what your mind will hand to you, when you have cut it off from the stimulation of the continuous stream of data from your ordinary senses. 'Polyvagal theory' in part proposes that the emotions felt, arising from your stomach, and your throat (feelings of constriction, production of saliva, other things), are able to be mediated by regular breathing.

I mean we have gone already a long way from just that simplistic, if possibly still valid idea about what our minds perceive and what pre-dispositions we may have to ideas - in the narrative here!

We have strayed far away from any such rigor of 'proof' and 'evidence.'

Strayed, I tell you! And in much darkness, too.

Thus I do need to at minimum remind people that a post-box is not a coffee shop or a meeting place of actual people. 

When you were in junior school, back in the very old days -, you would have been familiarized with note pads, writing paper, pencils or pens and ink, and shown how to write letters, and then how to place these inside of envelopes, and then stick postage stamps onto those, and then how to go post them at the post office or how to drop them into the letter box.

And maybe, if you were lucky or if you had written a real good letter, properly addressed to a correspondent, you might get a letter back. This all involves a communication system, with an infrastructure.

So. This is not the same thing as going out into the market-place and screaming that 'God is dead' as Zarathustra did, or that 'everyone is mad' (did he also do that, I can't remember...) and having some actual real physical material person, grab you by the shoulders and shake you about.

However... ...and here is the thing: you might have someone show up at an assignation via the process of letter correspondence...

Enough. Enough. We don't need to say any more.

I will just casually mention in passing, though, that in Monaco, which has a current population of around 45,000 people, there have been 3 deaths of people with Covid ; ), and 70+ cases of people who tested positive to Covid over the last twelve months, and no 'lock down' and no masks. I got that from a source personally, who is in Monaco. Wiki covers it all in quite fascinating ways but what I have said is both true and news, which means the Australian government says you have to pay for it if you repeat what I wrote verbatim via Google. LOLOLOL.

You know though, funny thing about letters... ...they are a lot more powerful than people often realize. Obviously, there are many things I would like to say, but have to couch in the most vague of terms. That is the day and age in which we live.

Do you think people write letters still in Monaco? I doubt it.

Yacht in Monaco - can charter this... Wow.
Cool.

They are too busy having a good time, spending their limitless wealth - aka money - and worrying about whether to bring cash on board of the yachts they get invited onto, in order to tip the service staff and crew. ...How much to pack into their soft bags. Whether they will need 2-ply cashmere or as much as 4-ply, sweaters.

And oh oh, brushing up on their conversation points, you know, so that they can be real interesting social company, because they all are, right?

Bridge, Bridge, help me out here - was Mark Z., any different in RL than the zoob he is at Senate Hearings?

He lives out in South Lake Tahoe, doesn't he? Did you bang on his door, Bridget? Or did you not get the courage up to bang on any doors? Yet...?

Oh, he's married you say. 'Married?' Said Sandor Szavost.

This is known as 'the Veronica move.'

'Yes. Ma-a-a-a-a-ried.' Said Alice Harford, waving her ring-finger around, laconically.

Slippery roads, heavy winds everywhere. A little slip, a little slide, here, there...

Even the Evil Reptilian Satanic Annunaki whatever, think they are so so so in control, yeah? All the time. But a little tiny slip.

...Is all it takes.

Lick the stamp, lick the envelope, don't cut your tongue.