X Marks the Spot

so you forgive me then?

what is there to forgive? a good sinner is seldom offended, its a saving grace for the us.

in the context of topic

you find out by finding out
is not faith
faith is believing what you have never discovered to be true
is true

is the sensation

adept. Thanks for lraving the post up

lraving maybe a freudian slip. Thanks for leaving the post up

hey angels...are you speaking of the one with daughter in it? if so, that one struck me as well... I have not gone back and confirmed the root words yet posted, but I do intend to later today;-)

wf

An Enigmatic Book of the Netherworld
From A Shrine of Tutankhamun
[link to www.touregypt.net]

this possess familiarity of symbol

[link to www.touregypt.net]

it is this:



written in symbol and sign

if you desired to express to a local population information which the local population did not know and consequently they did not possess an alphabet to utilize that could express what your desired to tell

what would you do

you utilize objects familiar to the local population

objects that most closely mimicked the individual processes you desire to explain and you display the objects in sequence that shows the processes (objects) order in forming their synergistic effect (picture) you wish to explain

in the certainty you would be understood
one day in the future

Good morning all.

:)


I thought this was interesting.


Saturn Moon Titan Has a 'Hot Cross Bun' in NASA Photo
[link to news.yahoo.com]


Image.
[link to news.yahoo.com]

What's Baking On Saturn's Moon Titan?
(Oct. 16, 2012)


[link to www.sciencedaily.com]

I fear you may be facing the wrath once more. Thanks for the intro

Yes. True. But if we only knew more of the story. I suspect that events in the past involving organic based and inorganic based entities were just as complex as they are today.

I suspect we have collectively forgotten more than is presently known or understood. I suspect that the amount of info that was forgotten is epic in proportions.

The memory of the cataclysms was erased, not because of lack of written traditions, but because of some characteristic process that later caused entire nations, together with their literate men, to read into these traditions allegories or metaphors where actually cosmic disturbances were clearly described.

cooking on your mind

morning

this one?

word play:



Imagine
Imogene meaning=

inghean-daughter, native


ingen-daughter(noun) but the pronoun is no one, nobody

root-inion(daughter)

latin-indigena...hmmm...indigenous

Who's/what wraith?

I'm sure I can handle it...

Now that I think on it, I'm ready for another challenge. Not necessarily 'thinking' challenges, but the ones I used to have. Fucked up experiences and all that.

Who's/what wraith?

I'm sure I can handle it...

what would be the motive to inscribe?

to embed what is known before catastrophe strikes making it unknown
or
to embed what was never known as a gift
or
to sign you were here in a manner that makes it clear it must have been you who were here
if that is true
do you return when the unknown is known
the you who becomes known

Aether....thank you ;) For all you do...

My thought patterns on specific concepts that the ancients put forth, that in turn have become constructs of our reality, have changed in the last year.

Imagine, knowing your spirit while being physical, knowing what is beyond physical death, being in communion with not only your past, but others past...being in communion with the universe...no disease, no hunger, no violence, no lies, no distrust in the human condition...rather, everything about your spiritual/physical family of beings is pure...nothing missing...the veil is not only gone, it had yet to even come into existence.

Back then, energies began leaving, and the veil was coming. Some began thinking of what exactly that might entail, though they could not imagine it as it truly would become...because the veil...the forgetting...the separation had yet to make mankind fall into tragedy, trauma...fear. Imagine...fear was not even in their reality...they were connected to everything. It was the Golden Age.

As cycles spin round, spiral in form as the universe decrees, the increased energies that birthed their Golden Age - their own version of the Fluff that they resided in - began falling, spinning away from the solar system into mythology, receding into the aether behind.

We spiritual beings called humans were entering the darkness at the same rate that the Fluff fell away, falling away from knowing the universe, falling far from the comfort of God's communion...A new name took hold...The Fallen. And the process of forgetting our souls began...of being separated from the divine, of the eternal fall from being a conscious spiritual knowing being...to being utterly alone...a massive scarring took place within our collective pysche. During the falling process, when we were in the throes of forgetting what we are, we scrambled to remember what we were losing...Memories carved in stone, raised as monuments...frozen memories defying time. Some held on longer (they had yet to forget, but in their horror, they witnessed others already fallen) but knew that soon we all were going to lose contact with our souls...and so ensued massive trauma, something much worse than death, not only a tragedy to the human condition, but to our divine souls...the horror that was to come...the killing fields that would soak the world through...

They knew that when the Fluff left (the interstellar cloud, though they thought of it differently, of course) we would FORGET...so they wrote to the future...I Ching, 'religious texts', pyramids, secret knowledge, calendars, etc...someday they knew that there would come a day (the universe decrees the spinning of the spiral, after all) when a new Golden Age would surface...and just as our memory once fell away with a receding interstellar cloud, memory would rise once more, like a surging wave, an all encompassing spirit arriving on the cloud of God...

So, in attempts to tell us how to live properly, one with all, without killing/stealing/lying...without fear...they shouted from the past.

But there was a problem...They did not know how far reality would change. When going from one age of darkness, to an age of light, and vice-versa, 'reality' is different...it changes...so confusion and misunderstanding and convolusion reigned as one age living in a fading light, tried to communicate to the coming age of darkness.

But they shouted as loud as they could...on stone, on copper, vellum in sealed vase, in symbols, in writing, books, in visions, in dreams, in myths, in prophecies, on pyramids, on monoliths, in calendars, in the alignment of stars, in maps, tombs, in the very structures of their civilizations...

God, how much louder do they have to be...?

Imagine the fear that must have gripped them when the forgetting began to accomplish all of the above...all for us...for the first time in an eternal spirit's reality, the true unknown lay stretched out in front of them (knowing that they would be us) for thousands and thousands of years...with NO WAY OUT...not because there was no way out, but merely because we forgot there was a way.

We are finally beginning to remember again. We are remembering that we were never left all alone...we are remembering that there has always been a way.

Its been a long time, hasn't it...?

what would be the motive to inscribe?

to embed what is known before catastrophe strikes making it unknown
or
to embed what was never known as a gift
or

to sign you were here in a manner that makes it clear it must have been you who were here

if that is true
do you return when the unknown is known
the you who becomes known

I considered this last year.

I thought perhaps that the pyramid were left here in part, as a type of 'Idol' or representation of the 'Mountain of the Gods'...being an enormous planet sized pyramid in some tellings.


I considered that the pyramids will be utilized as proof they were 'here before'.




:)

that fits both
seems we universally fit
when the unknown becomes known

good

This banana is really good with coffee.