The two pillars play an important part in our history and the story of the wise men and a 4th person coming through after them were recorded much earlier still. To a certain secret society this part of our history is extremely important to their rituals. Here are a selection of tablets etc from the Sumerian, Assyrian and Akkadian periods…
I have a conflict over this one. On one hand his diary contains information that can be connected to. His life after the incident and his quotes make me feel he was telling the truth. The problem for me is the later attack on his fleet. I can’t find any testimonies for it. This either didn’t happen to downplay his diary, didn’t happen or it did and so far they’ve covered it up well. His quotes during and after are still very interesting…
There is newspaper cutting from the 5 March 1947 edition of “El Mercurio” of Santiago Chile. This interview, as far as I know, is the only interview given on board Mount Olympus. Here are some of the quotes:
QUOTE: “The Expedition completed its Mission in less than two months and left the region after having made major geographical discoveries”
QUOTE: “The Admiral stated that in his opinion the Expedition had established a precedent without parallel as regards the rapidity with which the geographical discoveries were made.”
Here one asks, “Without parallel in comparison to what?“. Was there some kind of timetable to make “the geographical discoveries“?
QUOTE: “As regards the recently terminated Expedition, Admiral Byrd said that the most important result of the observations and discoveries made was the bearing which these had on the security of the United States.”
The Admiral then went on to say:
QUOTE: “I am in a position perhaps better than any other person to realize the significance of how to use the scientific knowledge in these explorations because I can make comparisons. Twenty years ago I made my first Antarctic Expedition.”
If his diary is true then it very much connects to this page. Here are some excerpts…
Admiral Byrd’s diary excerpts…
1000 Hours- We are crossing over the small mountain range and still proceeding northward as best as can be ascertained. Beyond the mountain range is what appears to be a valley with a small river or stream running through the center portion. There should be no green valley below! Something is definitely wrong and abnormal here! We should be over Ice and Snow! To the portside are great forests growing on the mountain slopes. Our navigation Instruments are still spinning, the gyroscope is oscillating back and forth!
1005 Hours- I alter altitude to 1400 feet and execute a sharp left turn to better examine the valley below. It is green with either moss or a type of tight knit grass. The Light here seems different. I cannot see the Sun anymore. We make another left turn and we spot what seems to be a large animal of some kind below us. It appears to be an elephant! NO!!! It looks more like a mammoth! This is incredible! Yet, there it is! Decrease altitude to 1000 feet and take binoculars to better examine the animal. It is confirmed – it is definitely a mammoth-like animal! Report this to base camp.
1030 Hours- Encountering more rolling green hills now. The external temperature indicator reads 74 degrees Fahrenheit! Continuing on our heading now. Navigation instruments seem normal now. I am puzzled over their actions. Attempt to contact base camp. Radio is not functioning!
1130 Hours- Countryside below is more level and normal (if I may use that word). Ahead we spot what seems to be a city! This is impossible! Aircraft seems light and oddly buoyant. The controls refuse to respond!! My GOD!!! Off our port and starboard wings are a strange type of aircraft. They are closing rapidly alongside! They are disc-shaped and have a radiant quality to them. They are close enough now to see the markings on them. It is a type of Swastika!!! This is fantastic. Where are we! What has happened. I tug at the controls again. They will not respond!!!! We are caught in an invisible vice grip of some type!
1135 Hours- Our radio crackles and a voice comes through in English with what perhaps is a slight Nordic or Germanic accent! The message is: ‘Welcome, Admiral, to our domain. We shall land you in exactly seven minutes! Relax, Admiral, you are in good hands.’ I note the engines of our plane have stopped running! The aircraft is under some strange control and is now turning itself. The controls are useless.
1140 Hours- Another radio message received. We begin the landing process now, and in moments the plane shudders slightly, and begins a descent as though caught in some great unseen elevator! The downward motion is negligible, and we touch down with only a slight jolt!
1145 Hours- I am making a hasty last entry in the flight log. Several men are approaching on foot toward our aircraft. They are tall with blond hair. In the distance is a large shimmering city pulsating with rainbow hues of color. I do not know what is going to happen now, but I see no signs of weapons on those approaching. I hear now a voice ordering me by name to open the cargo door. I comply.
“From this point I write all the following events here from memory. It defies the imagination and would seem all but madness if it had not happened.
The radioman and I are taken from the aircraft and we are received in a most cordial manner. We were then boarded on a small platform-like conveyance with no wheels! It moves us toward the glowing city with great swiftness. As we approach, the city seems to be made of a crystal material. Soon we arrive at a large building that is a type I have never seen before. It appears to be right out of the design board of Frank Lloyd Wright, or perhaps more correctly, out of a Buck Rogers setting!!
We are given some type of warm beverage which tasted like nothing I have ever savored before. It is delicious. After about ten minutes, two of our wondrous appearing hosts come to our quarters and announce that I am to accompany them. I have no choice but to comply. I leave my radioman behind and we walk a short distance and enter into what seems to be an elevator. We descend downward for some moments, the machine stops, and the door lifts silently upward! We then proceed down a long hallway that is lit by a rose-colored light that seems to be emanating from the very walls themselves!
One of the beings motions for us to stop before a great door. Over the door is an inscription that I cannot read. The great door slides noiselessly open and I am beckoned to enter.
One of my hosts speaks. “Have no fear, Admiral, you are to have an audience with the Master…”
I step inside and my eyes adjust to the beautiful coloration that seems to be filling the room completely. Then I begin to see my surroundings. What greeted my eyes is the most beautiful sight of my entire existence. It is in fact too beautiful and wondrous to describe. It is exquisite and delicate. I do not think there exists a human term that can describe it in any detail with justice! My thoughts are interrupted in a cordial manner by a warm rich voice of melodious quality,
“I bid you welcome to our domain, Admiral.” I see a man with delicate features and with the etching of years upon his face.
He is seated at a long table. He motions me to sit down in one of the chairs. After I am seated, he places his fingertips together and smiles. He speaks softly again, and conveys the following.
“We have let you enter here because you are of noble character and well-known on the Surface World, Admiral.” Surface World, I half-gasp under my breath! “Yes,” the Master replies with a smile, “you are in the domain of the Arianni, the Inner World of the Earth. We shall not long delay your mission, and you will be safely escorted back to the surface and for a distance beyond. But now, Admiral, I shall tell you why you have been summoned here.”
“Our interest rightly begins just after your race exploded the first atomic bombs over Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan. It was at that alarming time we sent our flying machines, the “Flugelrads”, to your surface world to investigate what your race had done. That is, of course, past history now, my dear Admiral, but I must continue on. You see, we have never interfered before in your race’s wars, and barbarity, but now we must, for you have learned to tamper with a certain power that is not for man, namely, that of atomic energy. Our emissaries have already delivered messages to the powers of your world, and yet they do not heed. Now you have been chosen to be witness here that our world does exist. You see, our Culture and Science is many thousands of years beyond your race, Admiral.”
I interrupted, “But what does this have to do with me, Sir?” The Master’s eyes seemed to penetrate deeply into my mind, and after studying me for a few moments he replied, “Your race has now reached the point of no return, for there are those among you who would destroy your very world rather than relinquish their power as they know it…” I nodded, and the Master continued…
“In 1945 and afterward, we tried to contact your race, but our efforts were met with hostility, our Flugelrads were fired upon. Yes, even pursued with malice and animosity by your fighter planes. So, now, I say to you, my son, there is a great storm gathering in your world, a black fury that will not spend itself for many years. There will be no answer in your arms, there will be no safety in your science. It may rage on until every flower of your culture is trampled, and all human things are leveled in vast chaos. Your recent war was only a prelude of what is yet to come for your race. We here see it more clearly with each hour.. do you say I am mistaken?”
“No” I answer, “it happened once before, the dark ages came and they lasted for more than five hundred years.”
“Yes, my son,” replied the Master, “the dark ages that will come now for your race will cover the Earth like a pall, but I believe that some of your race will live through the storm, beyond that, I cannot say. We see at a great distance a new world stirring from the ruins of your race, seeking its lost and legendary treasures, and they will be here, my son, safe in our keeping. When that time arrives, we shall come forward again to help revive your culture and your race”.
“Perhaps, by then, you will have learned the futility of war and its strife…and after that time, certain of your culture and science will be returned for your race to begin anew. You, my son, are to return to the Surface World with this message…” With these closing words, our meeting seemed at an end.
I stood for a moment as in a dream…but, yet, I knew this was reality, and for some strange reason I bowed slightly, either out of respect or humility, I do not know which. Suddenly, I was again aware that the two beautiful hosts who had brought me here were again at my side.
“This way, Admiral” motioned one. I turned once more before leaving and looked back toward the Master. A gentle smile was etched on his delicate and ancient face.
“Farewell, my son” he spoke, then he gestured with a lovely, slender hand a motion of peace and our meeting was truly ended.
Quickly, we walked back through the great door of the Master’s chamber and once again entered into the elevator. The door slid silently downward and we were at once going upward. One of my hosts spoke again, “We must now make haste, Admiral, as the Master desires to delay you no longer on your scheduled timetable and you must return with his message to your race.” I said nothing. All of this was almost beyond belief, and once again my thoughts were interrupted as we stopped. I entered the room and was again with my radioman. He had an anxious expression on his face.
As I approached, I said, “It is all right, Howie, it is all right.” The two beings motioned us toward the awaiting conveyance, we boarded, and soon arrived back at the aircraft. The engines were idling and we boarded immediately. The whole atmosphere seemed charged now with a certain air of urgency. After the cargo door was closed the aircraft was immediately lifted by that unseen force until we reached an altitude of 2700 feet.
Two of the aircraft were alongside for some distance guiding us on our return way. I must state here, the airspeed indicator registered no reading, yet we were moving along at a very rapid rate.
215 Hours- A radio message comes through. “We are leaving you now, Admiral, your controls are free. Auf Wiedersehen!” We watched for a moment as the flugelrads disappeared into the pale blue sky. The aircraft suddenly felt as though caught in a sharp downdraft for a moment. We quickly recovered her control. We do not speak for some time, each man has his thoughts…
220 Hours- We are again over vast areas of ice and snow, and approximately 27 minutes from base camp. We radio them, they respond. We report all conditions normal…normal. Base camp expresses relief at our re-established contact.
300 Hours- We land smoothly at base camp. I have a mission….
End of dairy – His final notes…
March 11, 1947. I have just attended a staff meeting at the Pentagon. I have stated fully my discovery and the message from the Master. All is duly recorded. The President has been advised. I am now detained for several hours (six hours, thirty-nine minutes, to be exact.) I am interviewed intently by Top Security Forces and a medical team. It was an ordeal!!!! I am placed under strict control via the national security provisions of this United States of America. I am ORDERED TO REMAIN SILENT IN REGARD TO ALL THAT I HAVE LEARNED, ON THE BEHALF OF HUMANIT! Incredible! I am reminded that I am a military man and I must obey orders.
These last few years elapsed since 1947 have not been kind…I now make my final entry in this singular diary. In closing, I must state that I have faithfully kept this matter secret as directed all these years. It has been completely against my values of moral right. Now, I seem to sense the long night coming on and this secret will not die with me, but as all truth shall, it will triumph and so it shall.
This can be the only hope for mankind. I have seen the truth and it has quickened my spirit and has set me free! I have done my duty toward the monstrous military industrial complex. Now, the long night begins to approach, but there shall be no end. Just as the long night of the Arctic ends, the brilliant sunshine of Truth shall come again….and those who are of darkness shall fall in it’s Light…
FOR I HAVE SEEN THAT LAND BEYOND THE POLE, THAT CENTER OF THE GREATT UNKNOWN
Admiral Richard E. Byrd United States Navy 24 December 1956
Churchward set off to Burma, armed with introductory letters from the Indian priests, in the fond hope of finding more of the tablets. Sadly, he was rebuffed by the Buddhist priests there, who told him to go back to India and “Ask those thieves who stole them to show them to you!”. Indian religious texts hold many truths about our real history.
The SIRA radar was deployed in Egypt as early as 1978, mapping an extraordinary subterranean complex beneath the Egyptian pyramids. Arrangements, made with President Sadat of Egypt, resulted in three decades of top secret excavations to penetrate the system.
At a recent meeting in Australia, one of the key scientists on the Giza project, Dr. Jim Hurtak, showed film footage of work in progress called, CHAMBERS OF THE DEEP, due to be released at the end of the century. As of yet, it has still not been released
The film reveals the discovery of a vast megalithic metropolis, thousands of years old, reaching several levels below the Giza plateau. While the rest of the Nu-Age speculates about a hidden chamber under the left paw of the Sphinx, the legendary “City Of The Gods”, lays sprawled beneath.
Complete with hydraulic underground waterways, the film shows massive chambers, the proportions of our largest cathedrals, with enormous statues, the size of the Valley of the Nile, carved in-situ. Researchers, risking their lives with lights and cameras, carefully negotiated rubber dinghies across subterranean rivers and kilometer-wide lakes, to penetrate sealed chambers beyond. Already, remarkable caches of records and artifacts have been found.
This tunnel has no connection with the old Egyptian civilization nor with the pyramids or the Sphinx. It It is extremely old, more than 30,000 years older than the Egyptian civilization but was constructed later than the chambers in Bucegi.
As they arrived at the entrance to the chamber Cezar touched a triangle and the gate silently started to slide towards the left. In front of them was a room twice the size of the holographic projection room in Bucegi.
The chambers inside the room under the Sphinx. The holographic images from the projection room in Romania were only an overview of the history and earth and man. This tunnel and chamber are not directly connected to the tunnels under the Sphinx but a tunnel had started to be dug towards it but then suddenly changes direction.
There was an agreement with the Egyptian Government, a private intervention, which determined the collaboration of Egyptian officials. Everything took place in such secrecy that not even the custodian of the Cairo Museum was given access to enter the tunnel.
What they found at the bottom of the tunnel proved beyond doubt was that this tunnel going down towards the chamber was not made by the giants. They were different
“Yes, they’re different; both from us and from this mysterious civilization whose representatives seemed to be giants. Those who had access to the pyramid and dug the tunnel are of reptilian type. We found the skeleton of one of them in the tunnel”.
There was silence in the room.
“The implications are much more complex. There was obviously, for some reason, a battle in the tunnel at a certain moment. One of these beings involved was killed and left there. The tunnel was sealed and its entrance hidden in a very complicated way in the structure of the pyramid. The lab dating shows, with a relatively small margin of error, the period between 8500-9000 B.B.”
In one room, a very large room, there were shelves stack with row upon row of some type of metal tablets. Pragmatically speaking, they are very valuable information depositories containing information from different times of the history of our planet as well as the universe itself.
“Okay, but how can you read the information they contain?” I asked Lieutenant Nicoara.
“We didn’t understand how it was possible either. Logically there should have been a device that “reads” the encrypted information, but we didn’t discover anything until, by mistake, one of the members of the expedition pressed vertically on one of the metal tablets. Then, at a level of the ground in front of the tablet, a hologram was suddenly projected. The hologram was quite high and displayed a corner of space. It was dynamic and showed a temporal process of rotation of a star cloud. I don’t know how they accomplished this. It was as if they filmed for a very long time through a very slow process and then played back the image at high speed. We all stayed and watched it for about two hours but the hologram didn’t seem to be close to an end. The Americans needed more than one year to release the information from a single tablet. We could spend hundreds, maybe thousands of years watching.”
I was then taken into a different chamber which revealed a two meter high crystal. Perfectly carved, its tip shaped like a pyramid with several faces. The crystal was so pure I could almost see through it to the stone wall behind it.
After I recovered from my astonishment I looked with questioning eyes at Cezar who was looking at me and smiled.
“I left this discovery for the end on purpose. You should know that I didn’t know about the crystal either. It was only after I connected it to the other machine that a unique space-time distortion was activated.”
“It’s a device that can project you in time, into the future or the past. It is your consciousness that is projected, not your body, your body stays here. You can’t act or personally integrate with that time period”.
I swallowed hard. Nervous, I finally asked the question that had been on my mind for a long time but which I lacked the courage to ask, even if I had enough proof to give myself an answer.
“Tell me, those who built all this… did they come from outer space?”
For a few moments both were silent. Everything seemed frozen in time. Cezar then answered clearly, looking straight into my eyes
“I can tell you that they are a very advanced civilization who wanted to help mankind very much. Anyway, during those immemorial times, the populations of our planet were very different from the ones of our days and the geological structure of the planet was also very different. Back then, the problem was addressed in a completely different manner.”
“Did they come from an unknown solar system? Are they the ones who collaborate with modern Government?”
“No, not even by far. The difference between them and the extraterrestrial civilizations with which the Americans have concluded a kind of agreement is about the same as the difference between homo sapiens and homo erectus. What’s even more troubling is that they’re not from our galaxy but from a galaxy which is very far away.”
“Wait a minute,” I said in a hurry. “How do you know all this? I knew that they left no proof of their origin or aspect.”
“It’s true; but meanwhile, we’ve discovered this device.” said Cezar, showing me the pedestal on which a semi-transparent cylinder was placed.
I was astonished and couldn’t understand anything.
“Okay but… I know it’s a replica of the great cylinder in the projection chamber.”
“It’s true. Two years ago we didn’t know the purpose of the huge cylinder in the projection chamber. But this one was built for our height. Let’s call it a time travel machine”.
“I’ll tell you about some of the time projections I accomplished with the help of this device which is based on a very advanced technology.”
The Jesus years
“I saw him speaking to the crowd, he usually preferred to stay in front of people and to see everybody, especially when there were many people present. The impression was overwhelming, I’ve never seen anything similar. What the Bible relates is only a pale image of the way he manifested. As far as I know, his attitude was never described nor was the phenomenal radiation he spread over people.
As a person, Jesus wasn’t tall. I don’t think he was higher than 1.70 meters and this is why, many times, he wasn’t visible in the crowd. Like all modest people, he wore a very long shirt down to his ankles, made of a rather rough cloth. It was open up to the chest and sometimes it was tied around the waist with a girdle of the same material. The sleeves were very large and a bit above the wrists. Underneath he sometimes wore another shirt which was thinner and white. His dark brown hair fell over his shoulders and he wore a beard.
I also noticed that he didn’t look like the churches representations of Christ. His body wasn’t very vigorous but rather thin. His nose was wider towards the nostrils. You could immediately notice the high forehead and the well shaped eyebrows. But, most impressive were his eyes. I can say that they were the extraordinary magnet of his being for anyone who came closer to talk to him.
He spoke rarely but in a very condensed fashion that was full of substance.
Between others, I witnessed the parable of the sower. Actually, Jesus spoke more about it and even in two stages. Do you want me to tell you by what circumstances he was inspired to tell this parable?”
I quickly nodded.
“A women who I suppose was a noble, had come to him. She complained that one of her sons, taking advantage of his status at the Royal court, did many evil deeds and the poor woman suffered because of this almost all of the time. Only her daughter helped her and stayed beside her, but she wasn’t a believer. The woman couldn’t understand where she went wrong because she regally visited the temple, brought sacrifices and prayed for her sons, but they led very disordered lives. I saw Jesus look at that woman silently for a very long time. Then he asked her if she had come with any of her sons or at least with her daughter. The woman had come alone without telling anyone.
Then, Jesus started to give her advice, telling her that her prayers were more valuable than the violent fights she had almost daily in her family and that it was better to stop them. The woman looked at him troubled because she hasn’t mentioned anything about this and then started to cry. Understanding that the person in front of her was much more than she had imagined. Afterwards, she made a sign and a servant came and brought a sack of flour and a sack with food, as a gift from her. I believe that was the moment of divine inspiration which triggered in Jesus the impulse to tell the parable of the sower. First, I saw him looking at the sack of flour and then, judging by the way he looked, he got ready to talk. I understood that he already knew the course of the story. He started telling the parable, but soon a group of Roman solders on horseback came. I realized that Jesus knew their leader. They withdrew from the crowd to talk and I saw that the Roman showed Jesus some papers with a seal. Because it was already dusk, the people started to spread and didn’t wait for Jesus to return and continue the parable.
Only long afterwards, I think two or three weeks later and in a completely different place, when only those close to him and a few other persons were present, was he reminded of that parable which he had begun and was asked to continue.
Jesus said that he knew very well what he wanted to say, and it was not for the many but for the few. He added that the fact that people has scattered without waiting for him to return and continue the story. This has deprived them of its hidden but precious content. In a way, he underlined that what happened then was just like what he was about to say in his parable.
Nobody spoke in those moments and his presence, standing like that, was so majestic and dignified that I saw that everyone present had bowed their heads, looking at the ground. I noticed this extraordinary effect several times when Jesus spoke to the people and especially during his memorable preaching on the stairs of the huge temple after this so called entrance into Jerusalem.
Actually, things were more complicated back then. His entrance to the town took place over four days because many events happened which are not described in the Bible. Some of these aspects are too delicate to talk about. What I’m trying to tell you is that, at a certain time, favorable circumstances were created and a group of people asked Jesus to talk about what happens after death. In those moments, Jesus was descending the steps of the temple. He was accompanied by two young women and four of his main disciples. I saw him stop and turn a bit to the right where several persons stood. Then a few bizarre things happened.
This section of events is not described nor remembered in any text. It seems that a strange ‘forgetting’ of time has covered those who were there. I saw Jesus suddenly look tot he right towards a small group of people. Out of that group a strange man came out. It was a man who seemed to have blond hair and a very negligent aspect. He looked very emotional and unsure of himself, always looking to his sides.
Jesus made a few steps towards him a few words which also left me astonished, He told the man that ‘he hadn’t chosen the right time to do what he wanted to do’ and that ‘those that sent him would understand’. He then added something amazing by telling him to return immediately where he came from because there was a malfunction and he was in great danger. The man looked Jesus in the eyes for a few moments; then suddenly seem to soften and had convulsions. In a low voice they exchanged a few words that I couldn’t hear.
Immediately afterwards, Jesus withdrew among the people and then two things happened simultaneously which I still can’t explain. A short, threatening and very powerful roar was heard all over the settlement; and almost immediately many people started gathering in front of the temple at the base of the stairs, asking insistently for Jesus to talk to them.
I asked Cezar “You didn’t finish telling me about Jesus speaking to his disciples on the hill.”
“You’re right but I wanted to give you an overview of the situation first as well as some concrete facts. There is too much to tell you which is why I’ll only specify some aspects. Shortly after all this was discovered the Americans decided that the Vatican should be contacted and should see the reports only containing to the life of Jesus. We assumed that the Vatican might fully ignore this information because there was no concrete evidence, only some written reports.
The Americans decided to admit this to two or three cardinals as witnesses to this device seeing as the Pope already knew about the initial discovery in Romania. Our surprise was the Vatican answered quickly through a special courier that they had known about these aspects for many years. They even offered the Americans a summary of Jesus’ life as a means of verification of the reports. Some representatives of the Vatican were sent for discussions. On their return the General confessed that he saw the Vatican documents and it verifies what we have uncovered.
Czar carried on where he left off.
“What I didn’t tell you about the for first gathering on the hill was that there were also three women beside Christ and I knew exactly who one of these women were. I know this is going to be a very controversial subject and I’m sure that the Vatican records and this knowledge would cause huge problems and damage to the Christian church.
Things were presented in a wrong way, consciously, from the very beginning and most written evidence has been destroyed even though some evidence has been discovered recently. The historical truth is completely different, at least from this point of view. Unfortunately, this is a fundamental direction which, once changed, couldn’t be changed again without causing great damage to the Christian church.
I’m referring to a certain essential truth of the life of Jesus which few know and fewer can prove. That event happened shortly after the crucifixion of Christ.
For example, he was not helped by anyone to carry the wooden log on his back up to the hill where many people were crucified. There was an attempt to do so, a woman and a man at the base of the hill, but they were brutally sent away.
Furthermore in the beginning there weren’t many people on the way to his crucifixion. It’s true that they tried to kill Christ and here the intervention of the Roman solders was commendable. The madness of the crowd however, truly started only after one of the solders was almost killed by a rock that struck him in the head. In a few minutes there was a frenzy. There was a lot of dust and then Christ fell to his knees, head down, brought down by the weight of the log he was carrying. Several solders on horseback arrived and reestablished order to a certain degree. Those who stood on both sides of the road were throwing stones and many other objects, both at Jesus and at the solders. Many men were beaten and wounded. Only after the actual crucifixion did things start to settle down slightly.
As far as I know, there is no account, not even an approximate one, about the events that followed his death on the cross. In general, texts have only described facts and characters – many of whom do not coincide exactly with the ones mentioned in the Gospels – but not other very important phenomena that took place in that short interval.
I must admit that the phenomena that happened in those moments were truly frightening and would shake the conceptions and knowledge of our current society. Those who witnessed it could put no words into explaining what they were witnessing.
It was dusk, shortly after Jesus was removed from the cross. I saw very dark clouds gathering very quickly in the sky and concentrate above the hill, descending very low and only a few dozen meters above peoples heads. I also saw lightening and threatening storms that were higher than the others.
I then saw the signs of a terrible earthquake and I understood why those human beings were running with no apparent purpose, being caught in panic. Some crossed collapsed on the ground together with the crucified men. On the opposite side, a massive landslide occurred which practically tore the small hill from a third of its base, making it look like a straight wall.
In the darkness caused by the earthquake, slowly coming out of the violent clouds, two giant discs appeared in the sky. Their edges were marked by some intermittent signalling lights which were orange and blue in color. Those lights seemed to go around those giant discs. A few seconds afterwards, over the hill and above the nearby town, huge cones of intense light were projected at certain intervals and lit everything underneath them up to the smallest detail.
One of the discs remained above the hill while the other headed slowly for the town. At first I saw how the men remained paralyzed, looking up at the two apparitions. Then they started screaming; and judging by the looks on their faces and the fact that they were covering their ears with their hands, the two discs were emitting terrible sounds that coincided with the projection of the giant cones of light.
I recovered quickly from the memories which had flooded my mind and asked Cezar, very interested, to tell me what was that ultra secret element in Jesus’s life that wasn’t presented by the Christian church.
“I’ve witnessed the official meeting of what could, at that time, mean the management of the emerging Christian church. Out of everything that happened at that council, which lasted for several days, it’s only worth telling you that the competition between those who voted for the restrictive view of women and even for blaming them and those who wanted to keep traditions was quite tight. As usual, it was a process of manipulation. I saw almost in detail the important years of Jesus’s spiritual mission, and I can tell you that he never preached about women in the manner that the Christian church does today – on the contrary.”
I noticed that Cezar was very serious and at the same time very determined.
“When I first saw Jesus among His disciples on that hill, one of the three women was near Him. She had a special personality and glow. She was the youngest and most beautiful of them. I intuitively knew that she was the one called Mary Magdalene in the Gospels. And at the same time, I’ve realized that among the subtle threads of causal links, there was a very powerful connection between her and Christ. I’ve also perceived the fact that some of the disciples were not completely in agreement with that relationship because they somehow felt left aside. Only two of them didn’t share that opinion which undoubtedly came from a vain perception of reality. From other projections or akashic ‘rewinds,’ I’ve had the chance to find out that Jesus and Mary Magdalene were together almost all the time. Only when Christ spoke to the crowds or to people in private were they not together. But, in the evening, I often saw them withdraw alone, just the two of them. Usually, she was the first to receive the initiation from Him and I was amazed to see that both the disciples and many of His followers practiced certain methods of purification and preservation of body health, especially on river shores where they had water at their disposal. I often saw Mary Magdalene guiding the people in these simple methods and many came to her to ask for her help when Jesus was busy with others. I know these are radical aspects which seriously contradict what the Christian church maintains, but nevertheless, they must be supported bravely because they represent the pure historical truth.”
Even if I was astonished with what Cezar told me, I was at the same time happy that the truth had not led to rejection in my mind. On the contrary, I felt a sort of a release and inner freedom at the thought that man’s soul is thus made whole again. On the other hand, I was aware that, nowadays, this truth has only a slight chance to be accepted and understood accordingly. The ditches of threats, punishments and damnation have been dug too deeply in people’s minds during this current period of time. Nevertheless, the personal choice is essential, and therefore it is fundamental for the truth to be known entirely. Correct judgement, spiritual common sense and pure faith are, in my opinion, virtues that can help modern man a lot in making pertinent choices so as not to be stopped by the difficult obstacles of fanaticism or conceptual thick-headedness.
“When I was projected near that group, Jesus slowly raised His eyes towards me, looking up,” Cezar continued. “Of course, it was just my consciousness, but He felt my subtle presence and reacted accordingly. Even though He continued to speak to the others, I heard His voice in my mind at the same time clearly telling me it was very good that I was there and that my future investigations would create a complex chain of successive causalities that would greatly help those who would have the power to understand. Even for me, that was an extraordinary experience. The only moment I couldn’t grasp in my time projections during that period was that of the ‘Transfiguration.’ It was the same kind of time blocking which I have spoken about before but couldn’t overcome.”
Cezar suddenly fell silent. I felt that, even though there was still much to be told, he preferred not to tell me any more at this time. I knew that a certain step by step approach was always necessary in order to make possible the correct assimilation of the elements of the story. Besides, the moment of our departure was close and we had not slept. We were tired, but I still wanted very much to try for myself the sensation of time travel and connect to the mysterious installation.
I saw Cezar smiling slightly.
“I told you I was going to propose this very special experience to you. In your current condition, however, it’s possible that you won’t accomplish it. Let’s see — it’s only up to you,” he added, pointing me to sit down on the platform of the cylinder.
Source for this: http://www.metatech.org
Below are two extracts from the LA Times of 29 January 1934 (from the days before we had so much censorship of news) in the first of which reporter Jean Bosquet details the incredible story of G. Warren Shufelt, a mining engineer, who had been told of the underground city and its treasures by a wise old Indian, had consequently located it via ‘radio X-ray’ and was currently sinking shafts into the ground to reach it. Scroll down to see the article with maps.
The second extract explains the whereabouts of the putative underground city on the map, and provides the legends for a few photos showing Shufelt hard at work.
LA Times, 29 Jan 1934
By Jean Bosquet
Busy Los Angeles, although little realizing it in the hustle and bustle of modern existence, stands above a lost city of catacombs filled with incalculable treasure and imperishable records of a race of humans further advanced intellectually and scientifically than even the highest type of present day peoples, in the belief of G. Warren Shufelt, geophysical engineer now engaged in an attempt to wrest from the lost city deep in the earth below Fort Moore Hill the secrets of the Lizard People of legendary fame in the medicine lodges of the American Indian.
So firmly does Shufelt and a little staff of assistants believe that a maze of catacombs and priceless golden tablets are to be found beneath downtown Los Angeles that the engineer and his aides have already driven a shaft 250 feet into the ground, the mouth of the shaft being on the old Banning property on North Hill street overlooking Sunset Boulevard, Spring street and North Broadway.
LEGEND SUPPLIES CLEW
Shufelt learned of the legend of the Lizard People after his radio X-ray had led him hither and yon, over an area extending from the Public Library on West Fifth street to the Southwest Museum, on Museum Drive, at the foot of Mt. Washington.
“I knew I was over a pattern of tunnels,” the engineer explained yesterday, “and I had mapped out the course of the tunnels, the position of large rooms scattered along the tunnel route, as well as the position of deposits of gold, but I couldn’t understand the meaning of it.”
FIRE DESTROYS ALL
According to the legend as imparted to Shufelt by Macklin, the radio X-ray has revealed the location of one of three lost cities on the Pacific Coast, the local one having been dug by the Lizzard People after the “great catastrophe” which occurred about 5000 years ago. This legendary catastrophe was in the form of a huge tongue of fire which “came out of the Southwest, destroying all life in its path,” the path being “several hundred miles wide.” The city underground was dug as a means of escaping future fires.
The lost city, dug with powerful chemicals by the Lizard People instead of pick and shovel, was drained into the ocean, where its tunnels began, according to the legend. The tide passing daily in and out of the lower tunnel portals and forcing air into the upper tunnels, provided ventilation and “cleansed and sanitized the lower tunnels,” the legend states.
Large rooms in the domes of the hills above the city of labyrinths housed 1000 families “in the manner of tall buildings” and imperishable food supplies of the herb variety were stored in the catacombs to provide sustenance for the lizard folk for great lengths of time as the next fire swept over the earth.
CITY LAID OUT LIKE LIZARD
The Lizard People, the legend has it, regarded the lizard as the symbol of long life. Their city is laid out like a lizard, according to the legend, its tail to the southwest, far below Fifth and Hope streets, its head to the northeast, at Lookout and Marda streets. The city’s key room is situated directly under South Broadway, near Second street, according to Shufelt and the legend.
This key room is the directory to all parts of the city and to all record tablets, the legend states. All records were kept on gold tablets, four feet long and fourteen inches wide. On these tablets of gold, gold having been the symbol of life to the legendary Lizard People, will be found the recorded history of the Mayans on on one particular tablet,the southwest corner of which will be missing, is to be found the “record of the origin of the human race.”
Shufelt stated he has taken “X-ray pictures” of thirty-seven such tablets, three of which have their southwest corners cut off.
“My radio X-ray pictures of tunnels and rooms, which are sub-surface voids, and of gold pictures with perfect corners, sides and ends, are scientific proof of their existence,” Shufelt said. “However, the legendary story must remain speculative until unearthed by excavation.”
The Lizard Peoplem according to Macklin, were of a much higher type intellectually than modern human beings. The intellectual accomplishments of their 9-year-old children were the equal of those of present day college graduates, he said. So greatly advanced scientifically were these people that, in addition to perfecting a chemical solution by which they bored underground without removing earth and rock, they also developed a cement far stronger and better than any in use in modern times with which they lined their tunnels and rooms.
HILLS ENCLOSE CITY
Macklin said legendary advice to American Indians was to seek the lost city in an area within a chain of hills forming “the frog of a horse’s hoof.” The contour of hills surrounding this region forms such a design, substantiating Shufelt’s findings, he said.
Shufelt’s radio device consists chiefly of a cylindrical glass case inside of which a plummet attached to a copper wire held by the engineer sways continually, pointing, he asserts, toward minerals or tunnels below the surface of the ground, and then revolves when over the mineral or swings in prolongation of the tunnel when above the excavation.
He has used the instrument extensively in mining fields, he said.
DID STRANGE PEOPLE LIVE UNDER SITE OF LOS ANGELES 5000 YEARS AGO?
An amazing labyrinth of underground passages and caverns hundreds of feet below the surface of Fort Moore Hill is revealed in maps – all rights to which have been reserved – prepared by G. Warren Shufelt, local mining engineer, who explains his topographical endeavors as being based on results obtained from a radio X-ray perfected by him. In this elaborate system of tunnels and rooms, according to a legend furnished Shufelt by an Indian authority, a tribe of human beings called the Lizard People, lived, 5000 years ago.
The network of tunnels formed what Indians call the lost Lizard City, according to Shufelt and the legend. Gold tablets on which are written the origin of the human race and other priceless documents are to be found in the tunnels, according to the legend. Shufelt declares his radio X-ray has located the gold. The engineer has dug a shaft 250 feet deep on North Hill street, overlooking North Broadway, Sunset and Spring streets, and intends to dig to 1000 feet in an effort to strike the lost city. Upper right-hand corner inset is Times Staff Artist Ewing’s conception of the Lizard People at work. Lower left, upper inset shows Shufelt and crew at top of shaft, baling water out of their deep excavation. Lower left inset shows Shufelt operating his radio X-ray device.
What I have shown here is just a taste of the research I have found but to discuss the others would mean opening up a huge can of worms.
There were more, greater things revealed in the other books relating to this information. Things that most people will not be able to digest or believe but would make absolute sense if any deep research into our past and history were undertaken.
There are reasons why the history we are taught is so condensed and very good reasons why the Sumerians especially are never spoken about.
I would like to offer a train of thought…
In the last one hundred years the vocabulary of all languages has grown rapidly. We have had to create many new words as the World progresses.
When the Bible was written the vocabulary was much smaller than it is now. There were not the words to describe what they were witnessing because those words, and the understanding of the words, did not exist.
To really understand what the words mean you have to think using the words they had then and not the words we have now. The paintings had to be conveyed in a way that people of that time period would understand.
The most striking thing for me is other religious books all talk of similar things but use the words of that language, of that time, to try to describe what they are seeing. The similarities between these texts are remarkable.
People of this age try to interpret the words of old differently to the real meaning. A trumpet and flying chariot, as examples, are not literal but an interpretation of objects using the only words they had for it back then. Back then there we no words for airplane, UFO, helicopter etc to explain a vehicle flying in the air so they could use the only word they knew at that time to explain what they were seeing; a flying chariot.
The books connecting to this research
- Transylvanian Sunrise – by Cinamar, RaduThis is the original book that started my Bucegi Mountain research. Must read!
- Mystery of Egypt – The First Tunnel (Transylvanian) – Cinamar, RaduThis book tells of what they found in the tunnel under the Sphinx in Egypt.
- The Secret Parchment: Five Tibetan Initiation Techniques – (Transylvania Series) – Cinamar, RaduAnother of Peter Moon’s books going deeper down the rabbit hole.
Edgar Cayce Was Right: The HALL OF RECORDS is the Single Most Important Discovery of the Millennium (Part I)
Edgar Cayce Was Right: The HALL OF RECORDS is the Single Most Important Discovery of the Millennium (Part II)
In a related post, things just keep popping up!