In The Nude with Spencer Tunick (repost)

"A body is a living entity. It represents life, freedom, sensuality, and it is a mechanism to carry out our thoughts. A body is always beautiful to me." ~ Spencer Tunick

I was a model for Spencer Tunick

By Chris Dobney, Online Entertainment Editor, Sydney Morning Herald
March 1, 2010

Ever wondered what people in the street might look like naked? Today was your chance to find out. The answer, as I discovered very early this morning, was: remarkably varied, and yet ultimately the same.

This was the aim for artist Spencer Tunick, who conceived today's "installation" of more than 5000 nude people on the Opera House steps and forecourt as an embrace between Sydney's gay and straight communities.

Courtesy of Greg Wood & AFP/Getty Images

Fear of being naked in public was just one of the challenges faced by many of participants, who flocked into the CBD from 4am today. Queuing was to be a hallmark of the day as people queued to get in, queued for the loos, queued for coffees, and, yes, even queued to strip off.


My friends and I left Neutral Bay just before 4am and, after a dream run into the city, came to a screeching halt at the corner of George and Bridge streets. Impatient as we were, it gave us a chance to check out the people in the street. Clearly, at this time in the morning, they were all heading to the same place we were.


There were elderly couples walking down Macquarie Street, single young women in cars and plenty of gay groups whooping it up as they headed down towards the Quay. After 45 minutes stuck in a traffic snarl of soon-to be naked people, we finally emerged from the Opera House car park. We were each handed a plastic bag for our clothes and directed into a marshalling area inside The Domain.


Soon after we arrived, a loudspeaker crackled into life and we were instructed to keep our clothes on for the time being (not hard considering it was a nippy 15 degrees) and to await further instructions. About 6am, Tunick welcomed us, thanking the "heterosexual people who have come here to get naked with their gay friends."


Just on dawn came the instruction that everyone had been waiting for. There was a whoop and a cheer from the crowd as the first group disrobed and ran into the forecourt. Finally it was our turn and, in no time, we were running up the Opera House steps in a state that on any other day would get us arrested. One woman beside me shouted to her friend: "This is surreal. It's like a dream."

"It's like my worst nightmare," groaned her friend.


The excitement was palpable, to be standing naked in such a public place and among so many people. But quite soon the cheers were replaced by "oooooh" as a chilly wind blew up. Inhibitions were soon forgotten as people struggled to keep warm and fulfil Tunick's endless instructions.


"I'm not the world's best photographer but I am an artist and a perfectionist," he said, as he exhorted 5000 people to work in unison. "And I want us to make an artwork you'll be proud of." Six or seven positions later came Tunick's most confronting request. "If you came with a partner, I want you to kiss your partner. If you came with a friend, I want you to kiss your friend. If you came alone, I want you to turn to someone else who is alone and kiss them." Eventually he relented and added, "... or embrace them."


Suddenly I was aware of being alone in a crowd: I was surrounded by couples. Bounding up several steps I came face to face with an elderly man in the same predicament. We took one look at each other and embraced, admitting that, while it felt a little strange at first, it was a pleasant enough way to keep warm. Now the crowd really were as one. It was a beautiful moment.


Once Tunick gave the disband signal, most people scrambled for their clothes, while some hung back, grabbing the unique opportunity to take happy snaps of themselves starkers at the Opera House. As I dressed, I was relieved to be warm again at last but also a little disappointed that it was over so soon.

About 1800 people stripped naked in May 2008 for Spencer Tunick at the Ernst Happel football stadium in Vienna (Photo: Reuters)

Naked volunteers pose for Spencer Tunick in the Europarking building in Amsterdam in 2007 (Photo: Reuters)

Undress circle: naked volunteers pose for Tunick in a Bruges theatre in 2005 (Photo: Peter Maenhoudt/Reuters)

Thousands of naked people fill Mexico City's Zocalo Plaza during the massive naked photo session with U.S. photographer Spencer Tunick in 2007 (Photo: AP)

Spencer Tunick photographs a massive landscape of human bodies in Melbourne in 2007 (Photo: Wayne Taylor)

Naked volunteers pose for Spencer Tunick on the Aletsch glacier in 2007 (Photo: Reuters)

Spencer Tunick in Sydney, 2010 (Photo: Kate Geraghty)

[Special thanks to Hari Ho for alerting me to this uplifting art event. First posted 3 March 2010, reposted 2 May 2016]

Celebrating my Aunt M.Y. (whose stories live on in cyberspace)

Aunt M.Y with my mother Moon Loy in Johore Bahru, 1982.

Sometimes it takes a while to register that somebody you dearly love is no longer around - at least not physically.

My Aunt M.Y. - better known to her friends and fellow Wesleyans as Grace Lee - was born Dai Moong Yang on 18 October 1916. She spent her final years at the Lentor Residence nursing home in Singapore, gradually succumbing to senescence, and died sometime in February 2009 a few months after her 92nd birthday.

Those are but the barest facts of her life. What does it mean when you see the figures "1916 ~ 2009" engraved on a commemorative plaque in some airconditioned columbarium? Nothing much, really. Every human existence is essentially a multi-layered jigsaw of memory fragments stored in a multitude of contemporary minds. It takes a storyteller to assemble and reconstitute each life that has come and gone. To me that is what resurrection means. Each of us is a story unfolding in time and space and when we no longer inhabit our physical forms, all that remains are anecdotes.

I have only a tiny fragment of M.Y.'s story. I'm sure there are a couple of faded sepia photos of Aunt M.Y. tucked away somewhere in the appalling clutter of my study, salvaged from silverfish-eaten photo albums that survived a series of floods and stuffed in a manila envelope or two, but I have yet to locate them.

Fortunately, M.Y. was a compulsive storyteller and took pains to record a bunch of anecdotes typewritten on double-spaced foolscap sheets. She handed me a collection of her stories sometime in 1991 and asked if I could edit them for publication. I spent weeks hunched over a manual typewriter retyping her manuscripts, tweaking her syntax here and there for ease of reading - and, occasionally, adding a few literary effects to make her enchanting stories more vivid. I suggested she commission my then 19-year-old daughter Belle to come up with a few cartoons to spice up her stories.

She liked the cosmetic changes I had included and subsequently passed the material to her granddaughter, also named Grace, who owned a word processor and knew about preparing text for publication. Finally, in 1995, a thousand copies of a slim, self-published volume titled In Those Days... were printed and distributed to her friends, colleagues and relatives.

On one of my last visits to Aunt M.Y. in her Singapore nursing home, I was pleased to hear that a new edition of In Those Days... was in the works. M.Y. had just celebrated her 90th birthday and I thought it would be wonderful for a spruced-up version of her one and only book to appear as a celebration of her seemingly ordinary - yet in many ways extraordinary - life. I offered to proofread and help with the book design, as I had plenty of time on my hands and had since acquired some facility with computers.

However, as with so many good intentions, nothing transpired in the end. With my aunt's passing in early 2009, only a tiny handful knew of her humble collection of short stories. Family members are funny that way. I remember asking my own mother, M.Y.'s middle sister, whether she had finished reading In Those Days... and what she thought of it. "Oh, you know your Aunt M.Y. She loves telling tall stories!" That was all I could get out of mum.

Years later I realized how fortunate I was to have at least one storyteller in the family. Nobody else seemed interested in recording the everyday occurrences of their lives or of their ancestors - though my mother religiously kept a diary for many years. But after she died in July 1995 and I finally had access to her diaries (she had agreed to bequeath them to me after I pestered her), what I found in them read like a series of Facebook status updates: "Bad cold since Monday. Took some Aspirins but that didn't help much." Mundane stuff like that, apart from a few more intense entries whenever there was a bit of domestic drama. Truth be told, I still haven't read all my dear mother's diaries (there were at least half-a-dozen leather-bound volumes). She wasn't a natural-born storyteller like her big sister M.Y., who had a gift for narrating juicy sagas with genteel discretion.

When my affable and jocular Uncle Kong Beng (affectionately known as K.B.) died unexpectedly of a heart attack, leaving his beloved M.Y. an attractive widow in her late 40s or early 50s, a few tongues began to wag, just because she began spending a lot of time in the company of Uncle Ho - who had been best man at their wedding. In 1970 I got a job in an ad agency and moved in with Aunt M.Y. She kindly let me sleep in a curtained-off portion of her kitchen and often cooked wholesome meals for me.

Aunty M.Y. & Uncle Ho in the early 1970s 

Uncle Ho would drop by almost every day and that's how I got to know and like the man. He had worked and lived in Singapore for years and had raised a family there. Now he was estranged from his wife and found M.Y.'s company far more appealing. In turn M.Y. found Ho mentally stimulating because he was a well-read man who enjoyed discussing politics, philosophy and literature with her. I thought they were a perfect match for each other and was delighted when Aunt M.Y. bought a house in Bangsar and invited Ho to move in with her.

I often visited M.Y. in her cozy Bangsar home. She invariably insisted that I have something to eat and would busy herself in the tiny kitchen preparing a good old-fashioned meal while I tinkled on her antique upright or discussed current affairs with Uncle Ho. He struck me as essentially a pragmatist, torn between socialist ideals and a conviction borne from bitter experience that a great divide would forever exist between theory and practice because of the damnable recalcitrance of "human nature."

On one of these visits I learned from M.Y. that not everyone "approved" of her cohabiting with Ho, who was still legally married to his Singaporean wife. I didn't wish to poke my nose into other people's affairs, so I never asked Ho why he didn't obtain a formal divorce - and in any case it has never once occurred to me that couples who opt to share space must first apply for a licence from any government or seek approval from some priest.

Ever since I found out about these artificial constraints imposed on human behavior I have felt nothing but contempt for those who actually believe God personally laid down those rigid rules and regulations. As a kid I had come to my own conclusion that if a God truly existed, he or she or it would most certainly be completely free of the mental shackles of society's Caucasian chalk circle taboos.

Aunt M.Y. had been a dedicated Methodist all her life. Indeed, she told me her grandfather had been among the pioneer Foochows who migrated to Sarawak at the turn of the 20th century and established the first Methodist church in Sibu. Yet she never once presented herself as a prude, and always showed a profound empathy for human frailty. To me, if one insisted on professing Christianity, the ultimate exemplar would be my Aunt M.Y., who was well-known as Mrs Grace Lee to all Wesleyans in Kuala Lumpur because of her vigorous efforts in community service. Indeed, she was perfectly comfortable sharing her modest home and her widowed life with her old buddy Ho, a lifelong atheist and pragmatist.

My Aunt M.Y. and I were, in many ways, kindred spirits, despite our generational differences. She told me about her adventures in the astral realms, revealing how she often found herself floating out of her body and moving around with utmost freedom and facility. For months after her husband K.B. died, M.Y. would encounter him in the astral. He apparently missed her greatly and she him. The last time she visited her departed husband in the astral zone, she saw him happily remarried. He was now a simple farmer, working his fields in an idyllic valley, where life flowed in harmony with natural rhythms. She was finally able to put closure to their previous life together.

Quite often she was asked to clear stagnant ectoplasm and poltergeists from haunted houses. She described how she would get goose pimples upon entering certain areas and that would indicate the presence of discarnate entities or lost souls. Often she would be accompanied by a clairvoyant friend or two and they would simply acknowledge the cobwebs of psychic distress and pray for the release of the unhappy souls. The simple fact that she entrusted the ritual cleansing to Jesus and the Archangels made her unquestionably a disciple of the Christ.

Before she moved to Bangsar, M.Y. underwent surgery for a thyroid disorder. She reported to me, a wee bit regretfully, that she no longer astral projected after her thyroidectomy. Instead, she caught the physical travel bug and relished her speaking tours of the United States, representing Southeast Asian women at Methodist World Conferences. Back home, she devoted a great deal of time to serving in various church committees and providing free counseling to all and sundry.

Many a time when I visited M.Y., she would be dispensing sage advice and spiritual succor to distraught young women or friends undergoing domestic crises. She also began to upgrade her mastery of Mandarin and try her hand at writing articles and short stories.

In Those Days... has yet to be resurrected in print - and I can understand why, because publishing books involves not only money but an enormous expenditure of time and effort. Besides, very few publishers are prepared to invest in unknown quantities like a humble collection of personal stories written by a rank amateur, especially if there is absolutely no sensational content to be found - just a frank and sympathetic documentation of memorable episodes in a fairly ordinary human life.

After giving the matter considerable thought, I was convinced that if my Aunt M.Y. had been introduced to digital technology while her faculties were still acute, she would inevitably have become an ardent blogger or at least a ubiquitous commentator on a variety of social-political forums. Indeed, I would go so far as to visualize M.Y. getting her first whiff of tear gas at the Bersih 2.0 rally for clean and fair elections on 9 July 2011.

So I created a blog on her behalf, called... In Those Days... and when better to go public with it than on what would have been her 95th solar orbit? I have had to retype every single page, beginning from the end, so that when I finally complete this labor of love, the blog will be an online version of her first and only book. I've only managed five chapters to date, but will shoot for at least one more after I upload this post.

To any member of the family who may be displeased with the liberty I have taken by making M.Y.'s stories accessible online, I humbly apologize for disagreeing with the notion that it's best to "keep it in the family." I sincerely feel that my Aunt M.Y.'s stories have a charm all their own and provide an invaluable record of what life was like if one happened to be the granddaughter of a Chinese immigrant in British Malaya, born just after the First World War. I feel a deep enough spiritual connection with my Aunt M.Y. to assert that nothing would please her more than for her modest contribution to literature to be preserved and shared with the world at large - the world she has left and which she so unconditionally loved.

Last photo taken with my Aunt M.Y. in Singapore @  February 2008

The fact that my Aunt M.Y.'s stories will now be floating around in cyberspace may indeed catalyze a hard-copy reprint of her limited first edition - and I think that would be the most appropriate way to celebrate her 108th birthday!

CLICK TO READ!

[First posted 18 October 2013, reposted 18 October 2017 & 17 October 2024]

Fucking in Austria (it's for real!)

The Austrian village of Fucking is above Route 1009.

"PLEASE... 

NOT SO FAST!"

[First posted 5 March 2007]

David Wilcock & Endgame Scenarios (repost)

More prophecies from David Wilcock...

A NEW COSMOLOGY ~ WITH A POSITIVE VIEW OF THE YEAR 2011

Everything is alive. Everything is sacred. Everything has purpose.

Our lives on Earth are apparently being guided through a complex series of spiritual lessons, through multiple physical incarnations, to eventually reach the end of a 25,000-year cycle.

In 1981, Ra said this cycle would end in "approximately 30 years" - and later confirmed the year 2011 as being "an appropriate probable/possible time" for when we would reach the "quantum leap," as they called it.

They also said there would be no additional Earth Changes and related physical catastrophes once the cycle was over.

The Mayan Calendar was never mentioned. Nor was the year 2012. Nor was the Age of Aquarius. In 1981, hardly anyone even knew about the Mayan Calendar end-date - but the timelines still matched up. 2012 may still be a more accurate figure, as Ra said the 30-year window they gave was only "approximate."

GRADUATION - AND HOW "THE GAME" IS PLAYED

At the end of this cycle - which is directly tethered to measurable movements of the Earth, Sun and Galaxy - we have the opportunity to "Graduate," and evolve into a higher form of what it means to be human.

All the greatest tricks you've seen anyone do in movies will soon become commonplace - for those who are ready to step into it.

We are told that the Earth is actually a vast school for spiritual learning - maintained by very high-level ETs whose job is to insure that you will find whatever you seek - whether positive or negative.

Ra's message, which included the physical gift of the Great Pyramid, was apparently co-opted by negative extraterrestrial humans.

These 'Gods' manipulated the Egyptian priesthood, many thousands of years ago, into creating a hierarchical, occult and self-serving system that amounts to a highly sophisticated form of black magic.

This was not Ra's original intent at all. At the very beginning of the Law of One series, Ra apologizes for having inadvertently and naively created the "negative elite" - or what most people would now call the New World Order or Illuminati.

Due to the free will principle, or "first distortion of the Law of One," as it is called, these negative forces have to be allowed to cause suffering, pain and even mass death here on Earth - within certain limits.

THEY ARE ALLOWED TO DO IT

However, the part that so few people understand is that the negative elite are actually kept on a tight leash. They can only do what they are allowed to do - as a direct mirror of the negativity that we are creating as a people on this planet.

Now they are out of time. The cycle is about to end. They think they know what is going to happen, and that they can control the outcome, but this has always and forever been a great misperception on their part.

This is another area where the new research I've done is really a game-changer. Though they have preserved the knowledge of this cycle and believe it will lead to a worldwide cataclysm, they have been strongly misled.

THUS SPOKE ZARATHUSTRA

The oldest prophecies that speak of this cycle change are from the Zoroastrian tradition. Zarathustra, whose name was Westernized as "Zoroaster", copied over ancient records from the primordial Aryan civilization. In The Source Field Investigations, I cite compelling evidence that the hub of this civilization was originally located in Siberia before the last great Ice Age.

This Ice Age, where the land was suddenly overrun by glaciers in a very short period of time and sea level rose by as much as 300 feet, appears to have been the result of a pole shift - where tropical areas suddenly became polar regions.

Atlantis, originally an "island continent" surrounded by water, became Antarctica - and all the water that washed over it was quick-frozen into ice. Some of the insiders I have spoken with have told me that most of the remains of Atlantis were crushed under this massive weight of ice - but there are certain pockets where you can still find some very neat stuff.

IT WAS A NUCLEAR ATTACK - NOT A NATURAL CYCLE

In the Law of One series, the Atlantean cataclysm is directly blamed on the use of nuclear weapons - not on a natural Earth cycle that was built into the design of the Universe to wipe us out.

It appears that the world's elite are unaware of this, and believe that the Earth intends to kill us off at the end of a cycle as a natural part of what happens. They see this as proof that their negative, every-man-for-himself, Deist philosophy is in fact the way the Universe works.

They are eagerly awaiting what they think is going to be a massive catastrophe that destroys almost all life on Earth - unless you've hidden out in an underground or off-world base.

The movie '2012' lays out their plans for how they think this is going to happen. Watch the end-credits all the way through and you will see that the movie was based on Fingerprints of the Gods by Graham Hancock, which was about Atlantis.

They absolutely believe that whatever happened to Atlantis is a natural cycle, and it will happen again in or around 2012 - perhaps closer to 2017, based on what some insiders have told me. Others disagree with this and think it is indeed 2012.

PLATO'S ATLANTIS DETAILS WAR WITH 'RAMA'

Plato's original account of Atlantis formed the basis of everything else that followed. It has given irreversible credibility to any discussion of "the A word," particularly in light of all the physical evidence of massive stone structures that were left behind.

Plato's report clearly indicates that the Atlanteans were at war with a rival civilization. The Cayce Readings said this civilization later migrated to India, but in ancient times they were called "Rama."

Other scholars such as David Hatcher Childress - who has appeared in many episodes of Ancient Aliens on History Channel, including several that I was in - found independent validation of Cayce's account:

http://www.was-this-atlantis.info/indian_aircraft.html

The so-called "Rama Empire" of Northern India and Pakistan developed at least fifteen thousand years ago on the Indian sub-continent and was a nation of many large, sophisticated cities, many of which are still to be found in the deserts of Pakistan, northern, and western India.

Rama existed, apparently, parallel to the Atlantean civilization in the mid-Atlantic Ocean, and was ruled by "enlightened Priest-Kings" who governed the cities, The seven greatest capital cities of Rama were known in classical Hindu texts as "The Seven Rishi Cities."


According to ancient Indian texts, the people had flying machines which were called Vimanas. The ancient Indian epic describes a Vimana as a double-deck, circular aircraft with portholes and a dome, much as we would imagine a flying saucer.

It flew with the "speed of the wind" and gave forth a "melodious sound." There were at least four different types of Vimanas; some saucer shaped, others like long cylinders ("cigar shaped airships").

The ancient Indian texts on Vimanas are so numerous, it would take volumes to relate what they had to say.

The ancient Indians, who manufactured these ships themselves, wrote entire flight manuals on the control of the various types of Vimanas, many of which are still in existence, and some have even been translated into English.

PLATO'S ACCOUNT OF ATLANTIS

In Plato's account, the people of Egypt and Greece united against the Atlanteans, who were trying to colonize their land -- and fended them off. Shortly after this defeat, Atlantis sank - but the Egyptians did not know why.
I want you to read the whole story for yourself - as it was originally written in the Timaeus. I have bolded certain passages for emphasis. One of them negates many common, faltering attempts to identify Atlantis as a small island -- as it was "larger than Libya and Asia put together":

http://ancienthistory.about.com/od/lostcontinent/qt/072507Atlantis.htm

Many great and wonderful deeds are recorded of your state in our histories. But one of them exceeds all the rest in greatness and valour.

For these histories tell of a mighty power which unprovoked made an expedition against the whole of Europe and Asia, and to which your city put an end.

This power came forth out of the Atlantic Ocean, for in those days the Atlantic was navigable; and there was an island situated in front of the straits which are by you called the Pillars of Heracles.

The island was larger than Libya and Asia put together, and was the way to other islands, and from these you might pass to the whole of the opposite continent which surrounded the true ocean...

Now in this island of Atlantis there was a great and wonderful empire which had rule over the whole island and several others, and over parts of the continent.

Furthermore, the men of Atlantis had subjected the parts of Libya within the columns of Heracles as far as Egypt, and of Europe as far as Tyrrhenia.

This vast power, gathered into one, endeavoured to subdue at a blow our country and yours and the whole of the region within the straits.

And then, Solon, your country shone forth, in the excellence of her virtue and strength, among all mankind. She was pre-eminent in courage and military skill, and was the leader of the Hellenes.

And when the rest fell off from her, being compelled to stand alone, after having undergone the very extremity of danger, she defeated and triumphed over the invaders - and preserved from slavery those who were not yet subjugated, and generously liberated all the rest of us who dwell within the pillars.

But afterwards there occurred violent earthquakes and floods; and in a single day and night of misfortune all your warlike men in a body sank into the earth, and the island of Atlantis in like manner disappeared in the depths of the sea.

For which reason the sea in those parts is impassable and impenetrable, because there is a shoal of mud in the way; and this was caused by the subsidence of the island.

NOW WE KNOW WHAT REALLY HAPPENED

Plato got in serious trouble for 'leaking' this secret account of Atlantis from the Egyptian priesthood. Ever since he wrote it, scholars have been hunting for proof of Atlantis and have tried to understand exactly what happened, and where it was. The Cayce Readings and the Law of One series, when combined, give us new insights that dovetail nicely with provable evidence we can dig up through research.

According to the Law of One series, Atlantis sank because of a nuclear attack - not a natural Earth cycle. The Cayce Readings imply a similar story... and given the reliability of the Law of One series in so many other areas, I'm inclined to think it is correct.


AND NOW FOR THE REST OF THE STORY...

When we put all the pieces together, this is what appears to have happened.

Soon after Egypt and Greece fended off the Atlantean invasion, the Ramans dropped nukes on Atlantis in an attempt to defeat them and force them to surrender - similar to how America ended World War II by nuking Japan.

There are several obvious references to the use of nuclear weapons in the Hindu Vedic scriptures - which are easily found with a quick Google search. Instead of winning the war, the Ramans threw the Earth into an unimaginable catastrophe - and ruined it for everyone. No one could have imagined that nuclear weapons would be powerful enough to shift the Earth's equilibrium in space, causing tropical regions to become polar - and vice versa.

THE 'ARYANS' WERE NOT CAUCASIAN

The survivors of the Rama empire became known as the 'Aryans.'

These original 'Aryans' were not Caucasian at all. As ice swept over the former paradise of Siberia, they migrated southwards in two groups - one to India and one to Iran.

The latest, greatest scholarship on the Aryan civilization pinpoints Siberia as their main center of origin - and the Zoroastrian scriptures clearly say they had to evacuate and move south due to the sudden crush of ice and terrible winter weather. It appears that 'Gods' continued interacting with the Indians - which is not necessarily a bad thing.

Zarathustra, however, adhered more closely to the original ancient Raman records. This therefore appears to be the closest we can get to what the original, ancient, positive ETs actually told us about the end of the 25,000-year cycle.

The original teachings were almost certainly given before the Ramans nuked Atlantis. I highly doubt the positive ETs had anything to do with this horrific attack - and would have stopped it if they had caught it fast enough.

Now, the ETs are being vastly more careful, and precisely monitor any and all nuclear sites on Earth - as I have written about in detail several times before. Many disasters have been stopped. According to scholars, the Zoroastrian prophecies influenced every other Western culture and its view of what will happen in "end times" - including Judaism and Christianity.

Without exception, every Jew, every Christian and every Muslim owes their vision of an End of the Age to the Zoroastrian inheritance - not to mention any and all of the secret mystery schools. Unfortunately, like the "telephone game," the story has been significantly changed over time.

THE ORIGINAL PROPHECIES DID NOT SAY WE WOULD BE WIPED OUT

In The Source Field Investigations, I cite breathtaking new research into the original Zoroastrian scriptures by Boyce and Grenet, which conclusively proves that the original prophecies did not say the world would be wiped out by this cycle change. Using new data that only became available in very recent times, Boyce and Grenet identified that this "doom and gloom" element was originally added in by the early Hebrews.

Boyce and Grenet feel this probably was the result of their imprisonment and enslavement by the Egyptians - and how that horrible suffering in turn affected their view of future events. It is also easy to see how anyone in possession of the secret story of Atlantis could assume that the cataclysm was caused by this same cycle - and not through the use of massive weapons that couldn't have even been imagined in those times.

This same mistake persists through until the present day - as seen by the creators of the movie 2012 optioning the rights to Graham Hancock's Fingerprints of the Gods, which was about the fall of Atlantis.

QUITE AMAZING PROPHECIES

The actual Zoroastrian prophecies are quite amazing. They do indicate the possibility that the flow of time itself, as we now know it, goes through some sort of radical change. Something profound happens at the most basic level of matter, energy and consciousness.

This seems impossible to most people and undoubtedly triggers sarcastic laughter - but this will also change once people study the "Magnificent" scientific evidence I present in the new book - as Graham Hancock called it. This massive 'download' of information comes out in a gorgeous hardcover book on August 18th, and is already available for pre-orders - at a much lower price than retail!

My publisher tells me that if a mere two days' worth of the people who visit our site pre-order this book before August 18th, we will automatically debut on the New York Times best-seller list.

Why does this matter? It has nothing to do with ego or generating lots of money. (In fact, we make a lot less on Amazon pre-orders anyway... since you will get it for ten dollars less than the retail price.) No... this is about making our voice heard, and getting this information out to the mainstream. It's about credibility. This book takes you far beyond any Disclosure involving a formal announcement that ETs exist. It is an awe-inspiring summary of all the science that has been suppressed by the negative elite - for at least the last century.

You can lock it in now at this super-low price anyone can afford, forget about it, and know that it will deliciously arrive in the mail... at the earliest possible second that it becomes available. Thank you so much for helping us out! Everything I've ever said in any of my lectures or videos is in here, with extensive documented references -- plus much more that no one has ever seen or heard.

THE ZOROASTRIAN PROPHECIES DO NOT SAY THE EARTH WILL BE DESTROYED

There is no doubt that the Zoroastrian texts predict a major energetic event. However, it is also clearly spelled out that it does not wipe out the Earth in cataclysms. Furthermore, these scriptures clearly indicate that the negative will be defeated - not in one sudden, stunning blow, but gradually weakening more and more until they finally just give out.

I believe that prophecy is about to come true - and may even have been fulfilled, to a large degree, before the book comes out. This is one of the most exciting articles I've ever written, because everything I've been telling you to expect for so long is finally happening. Japan was a terrible disaster and we can't change that. However, if you think this is just going to go on and on, I believe you have missed the point.

THEIR LAST LEGS

The negative elite are on their last legs - and at this point, there are remarkable news events that prove everything I've been saying is correct. This means it is very likely that we are about to see the perpetrators go into hiding - and whenever this happens, it will be quite a massive change in society and government as we know it.

They believe it will create anarchy and chaos. I personally do not. Nonetheless it is good to have some stored food and water on hand so you can be prepared for the worst, just in case. The insiders say to be ready for six months. I highly doubt there will be disruptions of anywhere near that length. However, if you end up in an area where there are short-term problems, obviously it's good to have some basic supplies at home.

WATCH FOR APRIL THE 8TH

I don't like dropping dates, but April 8th is going to be a very, very interesting day. This has gotten a bit long, so I will save the bulk of this argument for an update that will emerge by or before this date. Three different massive events all coalesce on this one focal-point - just a week before taxes are due in the US:

SUPREME COURT RULES AGAINST THE FED: The Supreme Court has given the Federal Reserve a two-week deadline to reveal where the money went - as of Monday, March 21st. This decision is one of the most significant events in American history. That brings us to April 4th - four days before the 8th.

GOVERNMENT SHUTDOWN: The Democrats and Republicans in Congress cannot agree on a budget. The US government will therefore shut down as of April 8th -- and there is no indication anyone will stop it. That means no paychecks, no services, et cetera -- for an indeterminate time.

NEW BRETTON WOODS: On this very same day, the first meeting to completely overhaul the world's financial system will take place. Other countries will now have much more of a say. This is the literal fulfillment of everything Fulford and I have been saying for so long. This will create a massive wave of prosperity and directly pave the way for the release of clean, 'free' energy technology.

THE ENDGAME PLAN

The final 'endgame' plan of the insiders, as I understand it, is to hit the US with a massive earthquake along the New Madrid fault line during the same approximate time that the government goes into shutdown.

Then, they hope, all the welfare recipients and government employees stop getting their money due to the shutdown. Society quickly disintegrates as all the services stop happening. Meanwhile, the perpetrators flee, or have already fled the country. I'm frankly amazed the conspiracy media hasn't put all this together yet, but they will soon enough. We'll get to that in Part Two. Suffice it to say I do not believe these events will unfold as they are planning.

DID WE BLAME THE GERMANS FOR HITLER?

I think it is very important to understand that the majority of the people in these negative groups are only cooperating because they have been forced to. I know some of them myself and am aware of the horrors they have been subjected to. Did we blame every German for the actions of Hitler and his cohorts in World War II, and hold each of them equally accountable?

Recent dreams have again indicated that many people will not share this view, and will react with fear and violence - at least at first. I do not judge or condemn you if you've been involved in this. You have a safe place here and will not be hated or criticized. Your leaders have lied to you by making you think that if there is a God, you would be rejected. I am personally aware of what you have been through. I am sorry about what happened to you. And I want you to know there is a way out of this that doesn't involve you being tortured like an animal.

THEY STILL DON'T GET IT

There is abundant evidence that the "negative elite" have been trying to collapse the Earth into worldwide anarchy, chaos and pandemonium throughout the entire 20th century, and on into today - but somehow it just never works out that way. They still don't understand that they get their marching orders directly from the people. They are only allowed to create negativity to a degree that is sufficient to balance what We, The People create within our own lives.

The Law of One series tells us our lives on Earth are part of a vast illusion. It is so carefully maintained that even these great worldly powers - with time-traveling technology they got from ETs and other neat toys - are completely unaware of the fact that their plans can never succeed.

WE LIVE IN A SPIRITUAL REALITY

If you could see things from Ra's perspective, you would understand that ultimately there is no drama. There is no crisis. There is no conflict. There are no paradoxes.

There is only 'catalyst', as they call it - experiences that we will be offered to the exact degree of precision necessary to open our hearts and awaken our minds. We live in a spiritual reality. Everything we think, see and do is being scrupulously monitored and studied by a greater aspect of our own selves.

Your "Higher Self" already exists now - in what you would think of as the future. It is millions of years more advanced than the level you appear to be at now. Nonetheless, since it exists in a reality where time is not confined to a linear progression, it works to guide you through your life. Dreams are one important way for your Higher Self to get a message through. At other times, the world itself follows the language and logic of the dream plane.

Disclosure - the concept of extraterrestrial humans being formally introduced to us - would definitely represent an irreversible tipping-point in our planet's history, where many apparent dreams suddenly become vividly real.

For two years now, Fulford has been saying that once the Federal Reserve is defeated and a new financial system is announced, we will get Disclosure of free energy technologies that can radically change the planet.

He has also been saying, for two years, that Japan was being threatened with earthquake weapons that would trigger a nuclear disaster - because Japan cut off the flow of money to the Rockefeller faction that has been in place since Rockefeller money was loaned to them, at an exploitive rate, to rebuild their country after World War II.

Now do you see why I'm so excited about what is about to happen?

PRELIMINARY SUMMARY

The story goes much, much farther than this - but right for now, I just want to get this preliminary summary out there. The rest will follow as soon as I get the chance.

You can be with me on April 8th in San Francisco - and get live updates as they come in about what, if anything, happens. We also have a major event coming up in London - so if you are in Europe, this is your big chance!

The Access Your Higher Self video gives you a nearly four-hour course in how to remember, analyze and understand your dreams, and develop your deepest psychic abilities - using the same protocols I developed myself. Many people have jumped in and feel it is well worth the price! Thanks again for all your support. Look within your heart and you will find the answers you seek.

[First posted 6 April 2011. reposted 2 April 2021]

Money, sexuality, illumination and the double helix (revisited)

The dollar sign is indeed a subtle variation on the caduceus which can be traced right back to Sumerian images of Enki, whose clan symbol was the serpent (probably denoting his mother's indigenous Snake lineage).

Enki, for those as yet unacquainted with the Anunnaki pantheon, was a master scientist-wizard whose son, Ningishzidda (better known as the Egyptian god Thoth), grew up to be among the greatest healer-scientist-wizards in history. The caduceus reappears in connection with Hermes Trismegistos, the Greek incarnation of Thoth, who initiated Pythagoras into the Mysteries. The caduceus was adopted by the Hermeticists as their emblem, indicating spiritual descent from Enki.

Hippocrates (possibly a student of Pythagoras) is called the Father of Medicine - and his symbol was the caduceus. All doctors were obliged to take the Hippocratic oath (don't know if they still do so today), which explains why the Medical Association also has the caduceus as its emblem.

The serpent represents not just an ancient tradition of scientific wisdom originating on earth from Enki's work as a geneticist (it was Enki who engineered the Adamic race with a little bit of help from Ninhursag, his feisty medical officer and half-sister). There is thus the distinct possibility that the entwined serpents on the caduceus (yes, there are usually two) symbolize the double helix of our DNA.

Kundalini - that mysterious bioelectrical force that supposedly surges through our chakras along the spine - has traditionally been depicted as a coiled serpent at the base of the spine. When awakened, the serpent uncoils towards the crown chakra, facilitating enlightenment, It is therefore highly likely that the early Illuminati (Enlightened Ones) revered the image of the serpent(s) entwined around the tree (or spine).

As in Tolkien - as well as Stars Wars - mythology, the Illumined Ones (aka Istari or Jedi, guardians of cosmic wisdom) were not immune to hubris, hence the occasional "fall from Grace" that produced renegade Illuminati (like Saruman or Annakin Skywalker). It is unfortunate that in our time, being labeled an Illuminatus is not necessarily a compliment. Indeed, everyone assumes you're a member of the New World Order Cabal. (This explains the moral ambiguity of secret mystical orders like the Templars, Freemasons, and so on. David Icke, for one, doesn't conceal his intense mistrust of the Great White Brotherhood and all the Ascended Masters - this is simply because the ones involved with manipulating human evolution are identified as the Archons, what Susan Ferguson calls the Phantasmal Hierarchy in her 'Inanna' books.)

Tree of Knowledge by Martina Hoffman

Tantalizingly, the caduceus image is contained in the story of Adam and Eve as the Serpent on the Tree, representing the potential of kundalini arousal, which would result in tantric consciousness - spiritual adulthood, autonomy from the dictates of a paternalistic deity. (There are actually TWO trees - one called the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil, the other the Tree of Immortal Life.)

It's easy to see why the caduceus was modified into the dollar sign - after all, money is a universal symbol of energy, it's a form of sexual currency or current - it triggers activity, propels industry, and secures material needs. Hence the money-fixation of our sexually-repressed species - which shows the many facets of activated kundalini, as creative as well as procreative impulses. When we lust after money, it's really the sublimation of an insatiable desire to fuck and be fucked. Perhaps that's why sexual abstinence is often linked with voluntary poverty.

Mr Kundalini by Nathan Hopkins

Modern notions of sexuality are inextricably linked with money. Pornstars don't do it so much for fun as for profit. Me, I'm old-fashioned and prefer to do it for fun. How about it, sexy, doing anything this weekend?

[From an email posted 2 March 2003 on the Magick River Network, first published 17 June 2012, reposted 8 April 2013, 25 March 2016, 13 July 2017, 26 March 2021 & 9 August 2024]