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Man, Knight, King, Warrior, Sword, Courage, Honor

Proposed History of the Proto-Druid Culture to the destruction of the Druid Culture. This compiles previous material with recently researched material to give a broad overview of the Druid culture as I understand it.

Genetic research has offered some tantalizing clues as to humanities origins. I will link the source here: It is a research paper. International Journal of Social Science Studies
Vol. 6, No. 1; January 2018
ISSN 2324-8033 E-ISSN 2324-8041
Published by Redfame Publishing

Other resources include “The Sarmatians 600 BC- AD 450” by R. Brzezinski and M Mielczarek and numerous online articles. I also rely heavily on “The Horse, The Wheel and Language” by David w. Anthony who promotes the Pontic Steppe as the origin of the Proto-Indo-European language.

What follows is only my small attempt to make sense of all the data I have waded through this past year. This includes what to me seems self evident, the destruction of the ancient advanced civilizations which built the ancient pyramids and other amazing creations which I consider to have been built with advanced technology which we cannot even duplicate today.

In any case it appears that about 68,000 years ago a cosmic event happened where a meteor struck the middle of the Pacific ocean causing tidal waves several kilometers high. Two centers of human Haplogroups survived. There was a center in mid eastern Africa of Haplogroups A00,A0,A1B1 and B. The other center of human survivors was in the Balkans where Haplogroups BT and CT have been found. This includes the females with mtDNA of Haplogroup U. It has not yet been determined if there were human survivors in the Caucasus mountains or in Tibet.

If we consider the story of the Anunnaki as true this would have been the time when Enlil determined to destroy the human race and Enki helped Noah to escape the flood by finding safety in the Balkans or Aegean Islands as told in the ancient Samothrace mysteries. What is of interest is that the Balkans include ancient Greece and the surrounding areas as the early centers of human civilization as given by Haplogroups. This includes the Aegean basin.

Around 65,200 years ago Haplogroup D migrated to Tibet and Japan while Haplogroup E migrated back to northern Africa and south eastern Africa to join those survivors. Haplogroup D and E genetically evolved out of Haplogroup CT which was in the Balkans and central Asia. Again if we consider the story of the Anunnaki as true, Haplogroup E was probably the group that the Enlil group began to possess and incarnate into. They enslaved the older African Haplogroups.

When we consider that Voodoo had its origins in central and western Africa where the populations were easily “possessed” we have further interesting clues as to the development of human civilization and Anunnaki dominion. The joining of Haplogroup E with the older Haplogroups in Africa could well have been when the Anunnaki led by Enlil began to “possess human bodies” and began to incarnate into them for the first time. This took place in eastern and central Africa.

This also places the Anunnaki group led by Enki to be those humans in the Balkans that were being genetically tampered with.

In any case further genetic advancements in the Balkans led to Haplogroup F from which most of the world’s modern populations arose. It seems that Haplogroup F in the Balkans and Aegean basin were the original ancestors of modern Europeans! This took place 65, 900 years ago.

Haplogroup C appears to have spread all over the world to include the Americas, the Mongols and Australian Aborigins. Because of this spread it seems they were the Haplogroup most likely to have been used by Enki’s group or Enlil’s group of Anunnaki to take possession of and to incarnate into. They had ways available to them to travel to all parts of the world.

So you now have the Anunnaki souls in Haplogroup E human bodies in Africa gradually developing an advanced civilization at Atlantis in what is now the western Sahara’s Eye of Africa with a colony in Egypt that built the great pyramids; and Annunaki souls in Haplogroup C human bodies that have spread over the rest of the world developing a different advanced civilization that was supportive of the rest of humanity. Or at least they formed great civilizations in other parts of the world. So Haplogroups C, D and E seem to have been the descendants of the “sky people”. It’s worth noting that the entire north Africa area was a lush tropical paradise and not the barren Sahara desert of today!

Haplogroup F seems to have settled into the Balkans and not gone anywhere. But this group is also the group from which the majority of the current human race seems to have developed out of. We can probably think of this group of early humans as having the best influences of the ancient reptilian humanoids as well as the Anunnaki. It also seems that it was this group that was much later completely obliterated and destroyed in the mutual destruction of the Anunnaki civilizations. Ancient lore speaks of a great civilization that once existed in the Balkans but was completely destroyed to where no stone stood upon another.

My own ancestors, Haplogroup G, migrated from the Balkans and Aegean basin north of the Black Sea to the Caucasus mountains 48,500 years ago By crossing the Pontic Steppe. These primitive humans were hunters and gatherers. They managed to end up in what is now North Ossetia where over 70% of the current population belongs to Haplogroup G. This is the highest concentration of Haplogroup G peoples in the world and occurs in North Ossetia, not South Ossetia which is on the south side of the Caucasus mountains. There are only two roads that go over the Caucasus mountains from North Osettia into South Ossetia. There is also the fertile soil of the Pontic Steppe in central North Ossetia. To me these factors are strong indications that Haplogroup G, a group of hunter gatherers, migrated across the Pontic Steppe to end up in North Osettia where they stayed. The Caucasus mountain range was a natural barrier very few crossed.

This is the group of peoples who later became the Sarmatians of whom we will talk about later. They were a nomad society that lived in wagons and were the first peoples to domesticate the horse.

Haplogroup H migrated to India and Haplogroup J migrated to the near east 42,900 years ago. According to genetic evidence all of these groups and others originated from the Balkans and Aegean basin! They were genetic changes from Haplogroup F.

Around 45,400 years ago we also find Haplogroup K widely spread around the world which was probably also a Haplogroup descended from the “sky people” and creators of advanced civilizations. Haplogroup I was found in some ancient skeletons in Europe. Other Haplogroups developed as well, but this article is mainly about what happened in the Balkans and the Aegean basin.

While I have identified Haplogroup G as being red haired and warrior like and having taken control of the Pontic Steppe as nomadic hunter gatherers that lived in wagons and domesticated the horse, it seems that ancient Proto Druidry must have originated in the Balkans or Aegean basin!

What is interesting is that we also find representations of a dragon or serpent and strong female roles within Haplogroup G on the Pontic Steppe and among the Sarmatians and Sythians. They have been described as red haired warrior tribes which included women warriors like the legendary Amazons of the Aegean basin who established a colony at ancient Samothrace.

At this point I think it is likely that the Orion group of reptilian extra terrestrials have joined in the game that the Anunnaki were playing. We begin to see various peoples around the earth revere the serpent and dragon symbols. The stakes for planet earth suddenly became much bigger and more dangerous.

Some 21,000 years ago Haplogroup G became Haplogroup G2a which began spreading outward south of the Caucasus mountains and then westward introducing agriculture into central Europe.

Meanwhile, some 31,900 years ago Haplogroup R was formed in central Asia and around 28,200 years ago Haplogroup R1a and R1b were formed. The Haplogroup R1b migrated west and settled in the Middle Volga river region about 13,000 years ago. Gradually they expanded southward as the Pre-Kurga and Kurga culture. They pretty much exterminated the Haplogroup G2a as they took over the area.

6,000 years ago those of Haplogroup R1b remaining north of the Caucasus mountains later formed the Yamna culture and others advanced south into Mesopotamia where they formed Sumeria. From there some of them migrated west into Egypt where they founded the Pharaoh system. They continued west across northern Africa and about 4,900 years ago crossed the Iberian penninsula and from there upward conquering western Europe reaching into Ireland and Scandinavia while also intruding into central Europe and the Balkans.

This is where we need to take a break and regroup a bit. This places us around 3,000-4,000 BCE and there is too much going on! According to recent data this is when the entire region of northern Africa turned from a lush tropical paradise into the Sahara Desert. This is when the invention of reading and writing took place in ancient Sumeria. This is the extinction of the advanced Anunnaki civilizations world wide in what appears to be a war of mutually assured destruction that included the final destruction of Atlantis in western Africa and the decimation of any advanced civilization that may have existed in the Balkans.

From this point onward there appears to be a desperate attempt to save as much sacred knowledge as possible. Cuneiform tablets were written by survivors of the great Anunnaki war that had destroyed the known world. Stone circles and monoliths were raised around Europe, Britain and Ireland and around the world. But these were crude stone monoliths. The sacred knowledge was disappearing. Apparently the sacred knowledge was being passed down to the humans and they were doing the best they could to salvage it. It seemed that Haplogroup R1b was the group that was in control of it. In Egypt the line of Pharaohs were considered gods and goddesses. As Haplogroup R1b moved up into Ireland they brought horses with them. These were horse that originally came from the Pontic Steppe and had earlier been domesticated by Haplogroup G which was still living north of the Caucasus mountains and doing a fine trade in horse flesh. Along with the destruction of the advanced Anunnaki civilizations the domestication of the horse revolutionized the ancient world. Horses became sacred in Ireland.

This was undoubtedly the beginning of Proto-Druidism and what remained of the sacred knowledge gradually spread from the Aegean basin and Ireland into the rest of western Europe as a form of shamanism. History shows that the Druids evolved in support of a ruling class and were not considered the ruling class. They were not nobility although members of the nobility could be and often were Druids. We do know that the oldest skeletons found in Ireland were genetic matches to the people of the Pontic Steppe in what is today the Ukraine. Since Haplogroup G2a had been pretty much exterminated its likely that the early invaders of Ireland were Haplogroup R1b and considered as gods and goddesses, later to be called the Tuatha de Danann. It was these peoples that most likely erected the stone monoliths and circles such as at Stonehenge. It is likely that these were the ancient Proto-Druids that retained a certain amount of the sacred knowledge.

It was only 5,000 years ago that the skeletal remains of the first peoples in Ireland have been dated at. It was only 5,000 years ago that monoliths like Stonehenge mysteriously appeared over Europe and the British Isles.

Around 2,000 BCE or 4,000 years ago Crete and the Minoan civilization were destroyed by earthquakes. This seems to have been the remains of what had once been the civilization that existed in the middle of the Balkans and the Aegean basin. There still remains the question of who developed agriculture in the Fertile Crescent. Right now it seems to have been members of Haplogroup I whose remains have been found in Anatolia about 8,000 years ago. While some believe that primitive Anatolian farmers brought agriculture into the Aegean basin and Balkans, recent DNA evidence shows that Haplogroup G-M406 lived in the Aegean basin and Balkans and had no genetic trace of the Anatolians.

Once more Haplogroup G-M406 emerges on the scene as they expand outward from their secure and fortified homeland in the Caucasus mountains in what is now North Osettia. Around 2,600 years ago or 700 BCE they emerge as the Sythians, a savage warlike race that fought on horseback. Later, from the same Caucasus mountains the Sythians were beat back by the Sarmatians who held the Pontic Steppe against the Romans until 450 CE. The Sarmatians were a nomadic warrior people that lived in wagons and traveled on horseback with large herds of cattle across the Pontic Steppe. Sarmatian women fought as equals alongside the males and the graves of warrior women have been found with them dressed in full battle gear.

The Roman Empire was founded in the 8th century BCE and endured until its collapse in the 5th century CE. As first the Sythian and then the Sarmatian armies expanded westward they were responsible for the creation of what became the feudal system where a class of nobility as warriors protected the farmer populace in exchange for a tribute of goods and servants. These fierce warriors on horseback were more than a match for any foot soldiers and they revolutionized modern warfare. This nobility became the elite nobles who ruled the common masses and demanded the sacred act of hospitality so they could travel in safety throughout their lands.

After many repeated failed attempts to conquer the Sarmatians, the Roman Empire decided to form their own legions of horse warriors and hired them as mercenaries in the late 3rd century CE. A grave has been found in Rome of a Haplogroup G-PF3293>PF3316 which was most likely a Sarmatian horse warrior that dates to around 300 CE. Some 5,500 Sarmatians were posted to Britain in 175 CE by Marcus Aurelius. More than a century later 500 Sarmatian horsemen were still posted near Lancaster and some remained until at least 400 CE. These horsemen flew a dragon standard and there is speculation that these horsemen were responsible for the King Arthur legend as they were the only mounted warriors with heavy armor in Britain at the time and the feudal system was already in place.

The Druids adapted to the feudal system in support of the nobility and strengthened their own influence throughout Europe, especially Britain, Scotland and Ireland.

Eidol, knight of the Round Table

The Romans invaded Gaul in the 1st century CE and the Roman Emperors Tiberius and Claudius actively suppressed the Druid culture. By the 2nd century it had disappeared from Gaul. Supposedly the Druids fled to Britain and other places of refuge. By 400 CE the Samothrace mysteries of a warrior Goddess which had been founded by Amazon Sarmatian women were replaced by the Eleusinian mysteries of a Goddess of fertility and love. It is possible that they went to Britain with the Druids or later. There is no way to know for certain. What we can say is that the Samothrace mysteries were conducted in Gaul for almost a thousand years and suddenly they disappeared. This was the mystery religion of theAegean basin reaching into the Balkans as well.

The Romans had several brushes with the Sarmatians, a horse riding nomadic people of the Pontic Steppe. These skirmishes were so troublesome that by the late 2nd and 3rd centuries Rome found it necessary to develop its own mounted warriors and even used some of the Sarmatian horsemen as mercenaries.

In 175 CE some 5,500 Sarmatian horsemen were posted in Britain where they served in the Roman army. More than a century later a unit of 500 were still stationed at what is now modern Ribchester near Lancaster. These horsemen flew a dragon standard as was customary for Sarmatian warriors who held the dragon symbol as sacred. Traces of these Sarmatians remain in Britain until 400CE. These Sarmatians also worshiped a sword that was plunged into an earthen mound possibly giving rise to the legend of King Arthur. [The Sarmatians 600 BC- AD 450 by R Brzezinski & M Mielczarek published 2002]

It is likely that the legendary Uther Pendragon was associated with this remaining remnant of highly trained Sarmatian horse warriors. I can’t find a direct link between Eidol, the Earl of Gloucester, and Uther Pendragon but one author spoke of Eidol as having a troublesome lineage that made him be considered a foreigner compared to the other nobility. I think it likely that he belonged to this lineage as well.

In 472 CE Hengist, the Saxon King of Kent,brought his army onto the British coast, after the death of Vortimer, they found that the inhabitants, under the command of Vortigern, were fully determined to oppose their landing. The Saxon chief Hengist made it clear to Vortigern that he had no intention of invading the country and that his fight was with Vortimer, son of Vortigern. Pretending as if he thought Vortimer was still alive.

Hengist suggested that they should both meet in May at Stonehenge on Salisbury plain with their highest officers and nobility and he also suggested that in a show of good faith everyone should come unarmed.

Eidol, the Earl of Gloucester, is described as High Priest, President of the Circle and Knight of the Inclosure. His job was to act as host distributing the liquor at the feast. He was probably the only one at the feast that was sober.

Meanwhile Hengist had his people secretly wear long knives in their sleeves and arranged the seating so that at each table friend and foe sat side by side alternating. At a given signal they were to take their long knives and kill the person sitting next to them sparing only King Vortigern. In the middle of the feasting when all were drunk the signal was given and 360 of Vortigern’s nobles and chieftains were savagely murdered.

King Vortigern was captured and surrendered his own properties as well as Norfolk and Sussex to Hengist and his army.

Eidol was the only one who survived and escaped after killing seventy men. He returned to the place of the massacre to bury his dead countrymen and women. He later helped capture Hengist and beheaded him.

We know him not as High Priest, President of the Circle or Knight of the Inclosure, but as King Arthur, Knight of the Round Table which was the feast at Stonehenge where 360 unarmed people were treacherously murdered. I will be taking a more detailed look at this piece of treachery in my next post as it was chronicled in the Gododin and translated by Edward Davies.

The Massacre of Stonehenge Part 1

The Gododin is thought to be an ancient song that is so fragmented that it has baffled many that have tried to translate it. As a translator of difficult text myself I have a deep appreciation and insight into the labor involved in such a task. Edward Davies spent an enormous amount of time and energy in translating both the Gododin and other Druid songs that told the story of the Feast of the Long Knives. This was not an easy task because the true names of individuals and place locations is not openly given. This is most probably due to the fact that the author of the Gododin was a Saxon prisoner when he wrote most of it. He had to be very careful what he said and how he said it. The author of this manuscript is supposedly the Druid Aneirin who witnessed and survived the massacre.

Edward Davies determined that the Gododin was not one single song but a compilation of many short songs. He compared all known translations and made a vocabulary list of all difficult words and researched them. When he discovered that the events of the massacre described in the Gododin happened at Stonehenge he combed through the available sources to find out more to give context to the verses. Then he gave his translation along with notes that helped the reader understand the context of the full story. Today we know even more and I’ve tried to retell this story giving my own notes as appropriate.

This story sings of the death blow of the Druid religion that took place at Stonehenge in 472 CE. May it send shivers down your spine as it has sent down mine and may we always remember!

The Britain’s were strongly beset on all sides by the Picts, Scotts and Saxons. The Chieftains of the Clans elected Vortigern as High King of all Britain. When Hengist, the Saxon, and his brother Horsa arrived with their armies Vortigern sought peaceful negotiations. As sacred custom each side would talk before beginning open hostilities. Hengist and his brother agreed to help Vortigern fight the Picts and Scots in exchange for permission to live with their people on the small island of Thanet.

Hengist persuaded Vortigern that he needed more Saxons to help fight and Hengist was authorized to send back to his homeland for more Saxons. As more Saxons came they included Hengist’s beautiful daughter Rowena. Vortigern asked to marry Rowen and Hengist agreed on condition that he be made a noble and given some land to rule. Vortigern replied that he couldn’t make Hengist a noble but he could give him the kingdom of Kent and it was agreed without consulting the current owner of the kingdom of Kent.

The Saxons were strong warriors and easily defeated Vortigern’s enemies. But more and more Saxons continued to come to Britain and the Britons became alarmed and told Vortigern that the Saxons had to go back home because they were becoming more numerous than the Britions! Because of his love for Rowena Vortigern refused to do this and in anger the Chieftains elected Vortimer, Vortigern’s son, as the new High King of Britain because he vowed to drive the Saxons out of Britain.

Vortimer and his champion warriors succeeded in driving the Saxons back to their island. But soon after that Vortimer was poisoned by Rowena who had put a fatal poison in his wine. Vortigern was reelected as High King of Britain against the complaints of the champions and loyal followers of Vortimer who had driven the Saxons out of Britain. Hengist returned with an army of 300,000 men.

Vortigern met Hengist under a flag of truce and Hengist stated his fight was with Vortimer and not Vortigern, pretending that he didn’t know of the death of Vortimer at his daughter’s hand. According to sacred custom Hengist suggested they meet to talk about it at the great feast of Beltaine that would take place at Stonehenge on the 1st of May. Both would bring their nobles and greatest warriors and both would come unarmed and in peace. Both agreed to bring 360 of their finest warriors and leaders to discuss what to do.

But secretly Vortigern colluded with Hengist to betray his own people. Hengist would secretly bring weapons to the feast and kill the loyal champions of the dead Vortimer that were giving Vortigern so much trouble. These champions and heroes were to wear purple robes so they could be more easily identified. The other nobles would be ransomed back by their families and Vortigern and Hengist would divide the spoils. This was the unholy plan that was agreed upon.

Stonehenge was not just the circle of standing stones that we see today. It was a fortified enclosure of wooden walls and an entire community lived inside it. While the temple itself was open to the sky the living quarters were not. Within this community lived Bards, Ovates and Druids and this Beltaine celebration was the most important observance of the entire year! The Druids, Ovates and Bards came from all over to celebrate this most holy festival. In addition the local population joined the festivities as well. In all there were several thousand people that would be at this festival which would take place during several days.

The rest of Hengist’s army of 300,000 would remain near the river Avon. The meeting itself would take place on the curcus, a long raised area about a half mile from the temple itself. As an honor and perhaps to keep him away from the negotiations Eidol was nominated to be in charge of the feast keeping the entire company supplied with food and drink. He was the Knight of the Enclosure or President of the Circle. Apparently he was also a Druid High Priest.

This sets the stage for what was to follow. There was a long protected avenue leading to the temple that went through the living quarters of the Bards. The Bards were to be entertainers at the feast.

The Massacre at Stonehenge Part 2

There was only one entrance to the Stonehenge temple and that was through the avenue that went through the permanent community that lived there. The living quarters of the Bards were at the outermost section of this small town. A broad avenue almost 2 miles long led to the river and another avenue connected it to the curcus where Vortigern and Hengis were to have their meeting. According to the Gododin this meeting took place in a temporary building or enclosure that had been built for that purpose.

When you consider the 360 Briton nobles that were to meet with 360 Saxons, the staff of the entire temple complex staff plus Druid visitors and the general population that were there for the massive celebration I’m pretty certain that several thousand people were there crowded around the great temple living in tents and camping out.

On Monday they celebrated the festival of May praising the holy ones in the presence of the purifying fire, which was made to ascend on high. On Tuesday they wore their dark garments. On Wednesday they purified themselves. On Thursday truly performed their sacred rites. On Friday the Briton nobles were conducted within the circle. On Saturday there was a huge performance, but without the customary circle dance. On Sunday the Saxon nobles were conducted around the circle. On Monday there was a deluge of gore up to the waist.

The Bards were regarded as the heralds of peace. The Chief Bard was the first to be ruthlessly killed at the assembly of the nobles on the curcus.

After it was all over only one Briton man survived, Eidol.

Here is how it went down:

They agreed to meet at dawn on the curcus.

Hengis, wearing a wreath and amber stones around his temples in the presence of the Maid [Goddess or High Priestess] offers mead for all to drink and celebrate. He does not wish to fight but if it must be he will fight to the death and show no mercy. Vortgern responds by saying they will all drink wine mixed with mead. This feasting went on into the night and by the light of torches. Everyone is thoroughly drunk. Vortigern prepares to give a final toast to Hengis so that he can secretly make his escape. But Hengis betrays him as well and suddenly kills the chief Bard who is entertaining them giving the signal for his men to attack. The enclosure erupts into chaos. Each Saxon plunges his blade into his Briton companion sitting next to him. Then the Champions dressed in purple robes are singled out to be certain they are killed. Vortigern is taken prisoner.

They prepared to rush the temple and take its massive treasure. Eidol, Knight of the Circle, sounded the alarm and the Bards drew their swords in defense of the temple. He started a mighty fire in the avenue blocking the way so the intruders cannot enter the temple. Then he reached the storage area where the arms have been kept and taking his lance plunged into the battle killing over seventy drunken Saxons.

Meanwhile those who had not been invited to the meeting notice what is going on and join the battle. Tudvwich, the noble whose lands had been taken by Vortigern and given to Hengis made great account of himself before he perished. The intruders were not able to enter the temple and Hengis was forced to flee with his men after slaughtering the Bards.

Hengis came back immediately with his massive troops that were waiting by the river and the massacre began in truth. Of all the Britons there only Eidol, the author of the Godidin, and Vortigern survived. The temple was plundered and its treasures were lost. All the Druids, Ovates and Bards were slaughtered and the most sacred place of the Druid religion was destroyed forever. Both the most important nobles of Britain and the most important religious leaders, the Druids, died in the massacre.

The Massacre at Stonehenge Part 3

In the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle the final entry of 473 AD mentions Hengist as having taken “immense booty” and the Britons as having “fled from them like fire”. To me this once in a lifetime “Immense booty” or treasure must have been the sacred treasures of the great Druid Temple at Stonehenge.

Suddenly it seemed there were no more Druids to be found in Britain, only Ovates and Bards. During this same time period St. Patrick in Ireland burned over 300 sacred manuscripts of the Druids. This was effectively the death blow of the Druid religion.

As it says in the Gododin “Morien [a title of the God and thus his priest Eidol, is a Welsh word meaning born of the sea ] defended the blessed sanctuary- the basis, and chief place of distribution of the source of energy, of the most powerful, and the most ancient. – She is transpierced!”

The magickal power of the Druids was broken! The Saxons and Christianity were both the victors even though the Saxons were not Christians.

The remaining Britons were outraged and regrouped electing new leaders. A new High King of Britain was elected named Ambrosius. The author Edward Davies suggests that Ambrosius and Eidol, the Earl of Gloucester were one and the same and the he was the true King Arthur of legend, but I doubt it.

Call me a skeptic, but if Eidol was really descended from the Sarmatian Roman mercenaries as I believe, he would be considered a foreigner or of foreign lineage and not accepted by the other clan chiefs as their supreme leader. History says that Eidol fought alongside Ambrosius taking Hengis prisoner and then beheading him. A few years later he too was poisoned.

In the tradition of the Celts and Druids to make fantastical stories, I believe they made Eidol the immortal King Arthur, the knights of the round table were those champions wearing purple robes that were unarmed and slaughtered at the feast of the long knives during the sacred Beltaine celebration at the great circular temple or round table of Stonehenge! Part of the missing temple treasure was the Holy Grail, the most sacred object of the Druid religion. They believed that King Arthur would one day return and that the Holy Grail would be found.

This is the beginning of the mysteries of the Holy Grail!

Identity Politics

Elephant, Trunk, Tusks, Forest, Jungle, Pachyderm

I never thought that I would be writing something like this post but here it is? What do you see in the above picture? A lion? A rabbit? A falcon? How many see an elephant?

But what if that elephant identifies as a lion? As a rabbit? As a falcon? What are we to do?

This subject came up in the unlikely place of conversing about Druids and the Order of Bards, Ovates & Druids. Does being a Druid only mean someone in the grade of Druid and is studying or has completed that work? Or can anyone that follows a Druidic path call themselves a Druid?

On the internet we find people that call themselves Dr.; Rev; Master; or any assorted titles. Some are from recognized institutions and and others are frankly simply made up! But these people identify themselves as such! What are we to do? I welcome responses to this question.

Lake, Sunset, Energy, Tower, Power, Reflection, Dusk

This is actually a clarification of my earlier Gaia Ascension Update called Solar Flash in which I had a dream about my cell phone being broken. I went back and reread that as I searched for clues of what my latest dream meant. This is also a demonstration of how physical events happen in the astral planes before they manifest in the physical. The events project themselves ahead into the future.

But before I get into all that I want to share that this is how I am able to function on the lower astral and etheric planes and why it is so important to permanently activate those astral and etheric bodies. This is the true ability to manipulate these levels before they manifest as physical events. I have no doubt at all that my activity at these levels helps to alter or minimize the damage and hardship that might otherwise affect me personally and my environment and that is what magick is all about!

Seeking to understand this dream I went back to my earlier post and reread it. In that post I described myself changing levels in some unorthodox way like going down a garbage chute. In retrospect I live in an apartment complex of 12 stories and we do have a garbage chute that ends in a container at the ground floor. So my earlier dream was location specific in identifying the building where I live as opposed to something larger like state wide or more major.

In last night’s dream there was no changing of levels because I was already at the level where things were happening. I seemed to be trapped in an area or neighborhood where I wandered around trying to find a way out. But there was no way out. I tried talking with someone to see if I could help. He was looking to replace some electrical component that had burned out and was trying to search for a replacement part in lots of old machines or equipment and I tried to help but found myself in a common bathroom type area where people were crowding and trying to use the limited facilities. There were long lines and it was quite complicated because some type of contraption was required and I didn’t have one. Someone offered to get me one and help me but I ended up wandering away. I was horrified at being in a place where there was no escape and woke up from my dream rather shaken. What did it mean?

My current understanding of the dream so far is that the problem was a neighborhood one or a local one and the large room with people in it represented the building complex where I live and the contraptions that people had was the astral vaccine shot or how the vaccine appeared in the astral planes and in the individual aura for those that had taken it.

As I said I was really shaken by the dream and especially by the fact I had been trapped in some area of the astral from which there was no escape. I even got the silly idea that perhaps I had entered the lower hell planes and my soul might be doomed to wander there trapped and unable to find any way out. Further reflection made me realize how foolish that was because I was not dead. My physical body was still very much alive and my soul was still able to connect to the light of SOURCE.

Anyway I took the dog out and then went back to sleep and the dream continued. This time I wandered around trying to understand what was going on. I found a piece of equipment that I took apart. There was a burnt out fuse in it. It was a piece of heavy electrical equipment like a power line fuse. While that person had been looking for a replacement chip of some kind I had discovered the real problem was that a large fuse needed to be replaced. I wandered around trying to tell someone about my discovery and also trying to find a replacement fuse. I never found anyone and never found a replacement fuse but I had resolved the problem. I had found the solution and it was the end of the dream. I felt very good about the ending.

The important things that these dreams showed me were that the problem was still going to happen and I would be affected as would people in my neighborhood but it was not going to mean any undue hardship for me. I had found a solution! It also very clearly showed me that those people who had taken the vaccine appeared much differently in the astral planes than those who hadn’t taken it. Lastly, these dreams were elaborations or expansions upon the dream I had written about in my earlier post. They were true prophetic dreams.

These dreams reflect my normal ability to function on the lower planes and I can project there in full consciousness as well.

Fighting For Reality

Warrior Pose, Yoga, Rocks, Blue Sky, Nature, Fitness

I had a powerful dream last night in which I was trying to get people mad enough at me that they would want to fight and win their way to freedom. As they came after me I opened something like a large garage door so that we all could enter into a free and new world. For me the dream signified that I had done my job as a teacher and my students had graduated. I recognized these warriors as adepts!

Any course of study has a beginning and an end. The end is marked by some kind of recognition of hard won ability. Organic Gnosticism is no different. I have brutally assaulted people with my posts that were designed and calculated to startle, shock, challenge and provoke people into fighting back.

The concepts that I have written about are very specific in what they do. Almost everything is rooted in personal experience or science. Exposure to these concepts is an ordeal whether you accept them or not. It is not about whether someone believes me or what I write about; it is whether they develop their own beliefs as a consequence.

Anyone that can hold their own beliefs against such a barrage as Organic Gnosticism can be considered an adept in the truest meaning of the word as far as I’m concerned.

I salute those that have fought back in spirited debate and I salute those who have held their own council and kept silent. Both require the self discipline of an adept! In this world you need to stand for something or you will fall for anything. I’ve made it pretty clear to others what I stand for and that is all a teacher can do. The student needs to stand up for their own beliefs.

At this point I formally recognize anyone truly familiar with my work as an adept whether they have found value in what I have shared or not. In the sharing we have stood up to each other and taken the measure of each other. You have withstood my brutal assault and remain standing. Well done! You deserve to be recognized!

Ancient DNA Research

Gout, Biology, Dna Strand, Science, Genetics

I’ve spent most of yesterday and today diving into DNA research and Haplogroups. I became so interested that I’ve upgraded my 32 count DNA report to a full DNA scan. DNA research used a language of its own that I’m not familiar with at all so it is a bit awkward for me. But I did manage to trace my Y strand genetic ancestor back to haplogroup G-PF3316 which is thought to have occur around 7,800 years ago or 5,800 BCE.

Essentially my ancestors came from somewhere around northern Italy, Greece, Austria or from around the Black Sea. Typically they were called early European Farmers and my specific group didn’t come from Anatolia as most EEF did. My haplogroup is part of a larger group called G-M406 and it is quite a mystery as not much is known about it.

But it was while reading the document from yesterdays post that I really stumbled upon some interesting and perhaps even frightening information. Based upon the genetic evidence of ancient peoples most of the world’s current population came from the Balkans and the Aegean basin. That includes portions of haplogroups B and C as well as all the others derived from them.

This small area of the globe that consists of the Balkans and Aegean basin are some of the oldest and most haunted places on the earth! It has a history of almost constant bloodshed and violence. It is not surprising that it is in turmoil right now as we see the threat of military action taking place in the near east and Ukraine. There will never be peace in the world until those ancient ghosts have been laid to rest!

But I also realized something even more interesting. In today’s world perhaps the only proof that is recognized in the growing use of DNA evidence. By taking the DNA test I am able to prove beyond any doubt who I really am and who my ancestors were. It cannot be refuted or taken away from me!

I think about any other type of thing that I might try to prove and I’m pretty certain that I won’t be believed. There is this thing in our modern world that says we only need to believe what we want to and we can ignore or dispute things that “don’t resonate” with us!

In terms of organic reality it doesn’t get much more real than genetic research. It seems to be the only thing that is immune from the idiocy of being politically correct. It is the only thing that can’t be swayed by main street media or collective whim. In a world where you literally cannot believe what someone else tells you, you can believe what is written in your DNA!

Forest, Wilderness, Trees, Nature, Moss, Landscape

Genetic research has offered some tantalizing clues as to humanities origins. I will link the source here: It is a research paper. International Journal of Social Science Studies
Vol. 6, No. 1; January 2018
ISSN 2324-8033 E-ISSN 2324-8041
Published by Redfame Publishing
https://redfame.com/journal/index.php/ijsss/article/view/2809

In any case it appears that about 68,000 years ago a cosmic event happened where a meteor struck the middle of the Pacific ocean causing tidal waves several kilometers high. Two centers of human Haplogroups survived. There was a center in mid eastern Africa of Haplogroups A00,A0,A1B1 and B. The other center of human survivors was in the Balkans where Haplogroups BT and CT have been found. It has not yet been determined if there were human survivors in the Caucasus mountains or in Tibet.

If we consider the story of the Anunnaki as true this would have been the time when Enlil determined to destroy the human race and Enki helped Noah to escape the flood by finding safety in the Balkans or Aegean Islands as told in the ancient Samothrace mysteries. What is of interest is that the Balkans include ancient Greece and the surrounding areas as the early centers of human civilization as given by Haplogroups.

Around 65,200 years ago Haplogroup D migrated to Tibet and Japan while Haplogroup E migrated back to northern Africa and south eastern Africa to join those survivors. Haplogroup D and E genetically evolved out of Haplogroup CT which was in the Balkans and central Asia. Again if we consider the story of the Anunnaki as true Haplogroup E was probably the group that settled in what is now Sumeria.

When we consider that Voodoo had its origins in central and western Africa where the populations were easily “possessed” we have further interesting clues as to the development of human civilization and Anannuki dominion. The joining of Haplogroup E with the older Haplogroups could well have been when the Anunnaki led by Enlil began to “possess human bodies” and began to incarnate into them for the first time. This took place in eastern and central Africa.

This also places the Anunnaki group led by Enki to be those humans in the Balkans that were being genetically tampered with.

In any case further genetic advancements in the Balkans led to Haplogroup F from which most of the world’s modern populations arose. It seems that Haplogroup F in the Balkans and Aegean basin were the original Proto-Indo-Europeans! This took place 65, 900 years ago.

My own ancestors, Haplogroup G, migrated from the Balkans to the Caucasus mountains 48,500 years ago. Haplogroup H migrated to India and Haplogroup J migrated to the near east 42,900 years ago. According to genetic evidence all of these groups and others originated from the Balkans and Aegean basin! They were genetic changes from Haplogroup F.

While I have identified Haplogroup G as being red haired and warrior like and having taken control of the Pontic Steppe it seems that ancient Druidry must have originated in the Balkans or Aegean basin! The conclusion I have drawn is that the red haired warrior tribes which included women warriors like the nomadic tribes of the Sarmatians became the elite nobility of the European nations including Ireland and the British Isles while the Druids became the social caste that supported them and was much more numerous.

History shows that the Druids were in support of a ruling class and not considered the ruling class. They were not nobility although members of the nobility could be and often were Druids. We do know that the oldest skeletons found in Ireland were genetic matches to the people of the Pontic Steppe in what is today the Ukraine. This includes the red hair and green eyes of the Sarmatians. They were the first people to tame the wild horse and ride it in battle. Horses were sacred in Ireland as well which confirms a link between them as far as I’m concerned.

But these things happened 48,500 years ago. It was only 5,000 years ago that northern Africa suddenly changed from a lush tropical paradise to a desert wasteland! That leaves 40,000 year or more of Anunnaki dominion and global civilizations complete with the enslavement of an emerging humanity.

It was only 5,000 years ago that the skeletal remains of the first peoples in Ireland have been dated at. It was only 5,000 years ago that monoliths like Stonehenge mysteriously appeared over Europe and the British Isles.

We really need to learn more about what happened between the years 3,000 BCE and 48,500 BCE! Those were the years dominated by the Anunnaki before they destroyed themselves in a civil war!

Yoga, Woman, Lake, Outdoors, Lotus Pose, Meditation

As I enter this new world and this new year I’ve been finding new ways of living each day and a big portion of that is doing in the sense of adding more of the physical element to my spiritual practice. This is still a work in progress but as I add different things I would like to share them for those that might be interested. 

At the age of sixty-five (in April) it has become more and more important for me to include things in my daily practice to sustain my health. I have been doing some simple pelvic stretches and neck stretches to counter years and years of poor posture. Nothing fancy, but fifteen minutes lying on the floor and five minutes sitting in a chair doing various stretches like hamstring stretches.

What I’ve added is to simply do diaphragm breathing while lying on the floor. Breathing all the way out and then breathing all the way in. We might go through entire days without completely expelling the air from the bottom of our lungs or filling lungs to capacity. At least once a day this is an important health benefit. Most of us don’t breathe deeply enough.

Starting today I’ve gone back to review my Rosicrucian studies and discovered a vowel sound to intone for each day of the week as I do a simple attunement meditation with the Spiritual Light at sunrise. I was never really into intoning vowel sounds but I now realize that when you intone a vowel sound it causes your entire physical body to vibrate and that is a very powerful thing to do on a daily basis.

Even the act of speaking causes our physical body to vibrate with the words that we speak. It seems so strange that I never really realized that before! The words and sounds we make do cause our physical bodies to vibrate!

Pirate Ship, Dark, Night, Storm, Lightning, Adventure

The Pine of Don Lorenzo

by Paul Rohrer with 3 illustrations by Otto Linnekogel

Translated by Joe Bandel

“Back then we rode with smuggled goods over the mountains,” shouted Michael.

He was drunk and lying on a stone park bench with his jacket unbuttoned. His hand, wearing ten rings from our most dangerous robberies, clutched the stone head of the arm rest. There was the ring of Count Corzan, the Bishop of Valona’s emerald, the ruby of the Duchess of Acra, and other rings bearing fiery glittering jewels.

“We knew that Don Lorenzo with his Venetian livery was tracking us through the ravines. There was a full moon like today when we made our move and killed him right in the middle of his fancy masked ball.”

The rest of us crouched, stretched out in the grass and cursed because the old Castilian had spoiled the drunken celebration for us and for Michael. What devil had made him start talking about the ghost of Don Lorenzo? We had successfully arrived at the lonely bay unnoticed and had delivered our Lombard silk, Skadar velvet, jewelry and spice boxes to our customers in the city. Now we just wanted to sleep peacefully in the ruins of the half fallen down castle. But an old man kept hopping about incessantly on his pillar of a stump, a Dutch flute in his toothless mouth. He was indifferent to the pleading of our captain.

“Don Lorenzo still lives here among the flowers and trees that he has planted,” he repeated. And with a shaky hand he drew a wide semicircle through the air and over the nighttime park. “There is no plant that is not his. The wild roses are his desire, the thorny undergrowth his hatred, the tangled vindictive pines his twisted hands.”

“Then I want to sleep where he sleeps,” bellowed Michael suddenly, and his passion made chills run up our spines. “I want to sleep in the room where he took my woman. It will be his evil conscience against my own! Give me a light!”

Horror seized us. The meal in the green meadow, which had started so happily, which had left us with nothing more than a couple of buxom whores, threatened to become a fight against the invisible. All of the fellows had already experienced the plundering of a Turkish galley in battle and that of a coastal village. They knew what a mandrake or statue of St. John was used for, and that all creatures are not of this world.

“He is crazy,” one shouted. Several of us wanted to grab Michael and take him forcefully down to the beach and onto the ship. But he pulled his sword out of its sheathe. With flat, furious blows the captain drove away everyone from around his body until he stood alone next to the stone bench. But we, who knew his rages,fled into the shadows of the nearest trees, almost more astonished at his rage than over the composure with which the Castilian lifted his lantern and waited for Michael. Michael ordered him forward with a curt wave of his hand, and he limped forward, as if leading Michael to see some rare painting, and not a single person cared enough about their own salvation to take the opportunity to go along.

“A scoundrel,” I wheezed, “who is leading him to his folly.”

But a growl around the circle proved that no one had any desire to be separated from their bottle and put their own fates at risk. Meanwhile the yellow glow of the lantern snaked through the high grass, which year out and year in had never been mowed, until it reached the pointed arch of the gate. When Michael disappeared through it into the immense black mass of the castle with its spacious wings that surrounded the park I lost track of him. There was something in the manner in which he became more distant as he moved away, it seemed to me as if he was under some supernatural compulsion rather than his own will— his movements took on those of a puppet, and this impression became so strong— that a boundless inexplicable fear arose inside me.

Solidly determined not to let him down, I broke away from the others and hurried toward the castle. The murmur of the night wind whispered around its facade and bent the tops of the trees that rose out of the swampy moat next to it.

Already the lantern, which had slipped through the gateway hall, made the outline of the portcullis visible for a moment, then quickly lit up the arch and rushed across the courtyard. In the meantime I bit open one of the cartridges that I always carried on my bandoleer, and with trembling fingers poured the powder into the gun barrel. Then with a loaded weapon I followed the winding path, as the two ahead of me moved through crumbling halls and echoing corridors. Not as much as a whispered word flew between them. You could only hear the clumping of the old man and the sonorous, massive footsteps of Michael. I stopped at the heads of their long shadows and soon stepped onto the bristling silhouette of the caretaker, then on the edge of the braids, that looked like snakes protecting the captain’s skull.

Blinded mirrors upon the walls reflected back the broken eye of a window, colorful silk draperies wrapped around the stage. In one chamber musical instruments lay in a heap as if they had been discarded while fleeing from a masked ball that had been interrupted. Since the night of that murder, when we had stormed the crowded festival with torches and daggers and avenged Michael’s honor, the life of the castle had fallen off like the patched rags of a beggar’s corpse. No one had dared to even carry away so much as a wig. And ever since then our galleon was often anchored in the bay, the wild park served our wild joys and the dry oleander provided the fires, with which we kept the merchants away and lured them into the dangerous limestone reefs. But even the boldest of us had never dared to reenter the castle itself.

I don’t know whether it was necessary or it was the malice of the Castilian, that we had to wander through all those dead rooms, through corridors and cellars, and even through a chapel which still smelled of rotting incense. They finally ended up in one room, in whose alcove stood a canopy bed. Then I heard them speaking softly, while I, from behind a chest, peeked through the doorway. The beam of light from the raised lantern played over that very bed, over the golden decorations, over the frescoes on the walls, from which the plaster was peeling off, and over the thick cobwebs on the window panes.

“Don Lorenzo’s bedroom,” I heard the old man say. Michael was sunk down in an armchair. He dug his fingers into his eye sockets and groaned in memory. You didn’t need to know him to know that he would have liked to tear Lorenzo’s corpse from out of the grave and rip it to pieces.

“Michael,” I called and jumped out, “come back!”

The captain rose up and broke out into a crazed laughter.

“Where is there to go?” He asked. “I must seek him out again. He shall not believe that I was a coward!”

But something troubled me much more than his frenzied laughter. Suddenly the old Castilian was missing.

“Where is your guide?” I replied in terror.

Michael looked at me without understanding. What guide? Was I so drunken from the plundered Malvasia wine that I was seeing ghosts in my delirium?

“God in heaven,” I screamed in growing horror and threw myself against the door which I had just came through. It was locked. Despite that it appeared to only be made of light wood it would not give way as I tried to spring it with Michael’s sword.

“A rusty lock,” he sneered.

By then I was jumping, crazy as a rat in a trap, against the window, trying to check whether escape was possible there. I wiped the cobwebs away from the window panes with the sleeve of a gold embroidered jacket which I had snatched from the councilor of Ragusa. You could see right down to the bay, in the middle of which our pirate galleon lay at anchor. The full moon made the mountains appear as if covered in snow, and the sea flowed like molten silver. Low on the horizon stood some narrow, supernaturally white banks of clouds. However, as I contemplated the plunge from the heights of the window down to the park, it was not the impossibility of escape from that cursed room that curdled my blood, but something else entirely.

The largest of the pines, which Don Lorenzo had at one time planted down at the edge of the meadow and beneath which we had enjoyed our evening, had left their places. They now stood gloomy and majestic in the open space half way between the castle and our earlier camp.

“You lie,” hissed Michael, when I called out in a strangled voice for him to come and look. “Why should his trees be wandering around?”

Breathlessly we marked the countless blossoms of wild daffodils that covered the meadow, to see if the trees were actually moving. It was difficult to tell for sure, but soon there was no doubt that the pines were dragging their rigid crowns up the slope with a terrible slowness, pushing forward like a snail in its house.

Now it was Michael who suddenly tore himself out of his stupor, and howling, turned away from the window and crashed against the door. I myself, stepped back. Weak with terror I leaned against the wall and watched the efforts of the captain. With his bullish power he smashed the heavy top of a table against the opening. The wood splintered under the terrible impact, yet the door gave way as little as if it were the wall. The terrible tale of the Castilian took form. Don Lorenzo’s ghost invisibly filled the things around us with a cruel vengeance, which had been denied him in life. I felt how his and Michael’s passion began to wrestle for the last time, and without hearing anything with my body, my brain heard, as if a fire passed through the walls and the ceiling, through the plaster and stone, a deep breath of the murdered that trickled down, and in which the moon mixed its pale light with that of the lantern. I would have much rather been standing in a losing battle next to the large deck lantern of our galleon.

While the captain struggled against the wall, I saw how a dark mass slowly rose up in a clear corner of the window. It was the top of a pine swelling and growing right before my eyes.

“Michael,” I groaned.

Then he saw it and with a curse tore the pistol away from me. Before I could stop him, he aimed it and fired at the strange creature. The new powder cap, which I had placed on the pistol the day before did it’s duty.

Michael’s shot thundered terribly loud in the small room. The flash of fire struck against the window pane. It rattled as the bullet went through it, and the powerful smoke of gunpowder filled the room.

But it was as if by this deed the moon had been extinguished, and we immediately stood in front of a completely dark window.

“What is that?” I screamed and raised the lantern. The smoke roiled back and forth, but through it I could see that the pine was now pressing its branches against the glass. They were no longer calm like they had seemed before. The light brown wood curled and rolled back and forth like a snake, and even in the poor light, the long needles trembled as if they were the fingers of this terrible living tree. They pushed against the window panes. They tried to push through everywhere. And then it happened. The glass gave way and bulged inward like a viscous mass. But through the round hole, which the bullet had made, a slender branch had already slipped through and pressed even further into the room.

The captain stood at the end of the bed, in one hand the smoking pistol, the other was so scratched from the wood that all the blood which had drained from his face seemed to be dripping from his fingers. Then a delicate, thin crackling announced that the window could not withstand any more pressure and was going to give way. With heavy knees I crashed once more against the door. I don’t know if it opened by itself or even if some ghost chased me through the desolate castle until I came to the courtyard and collapsed at the fountain. My companions found me there the next morning. They had to use blasting powder to clear the way to Michael’s room. He lay dead on the four poster bed. There was not a single trace of what had happened there during the night, except for one tender pine needle, that was stuck in his chest right through his heart. We gambled with dice for the ten precious rings that were mementos of our ten greatest pirate adventures which he wore on his hand. The emerald of the Bishop of Valona, the ruby of the Duchess of Acra, and all the others. Then we buried our captain and as a funeral service threw a burning torch into the cursed building. Since there was no wind at that time, our galleon lay for three more days in the glowing embers of the fire that was painted over the sea.

Heaven, Clouds, Cloud Shape, Swelling Cloud, Weather

I’m having trouble with this series because I believe that the new energetics that are now in place for the first time ever are a form of alternating current that requires two way flow of current between SOURCE and the Womb of Creation. This requires the purging and integration of both the Higher Self and the Shadow. But since the next 2000 years is about the etheric level being dominant the old form of magick no longer works!

The ability to do magick on the etheric level and the ability to maintain a permanently activated etheric body require tremendous amounts of energy. From this point on that energy is achieved through direct channeling both SOURCE and the Womb of Creation in a two way current.

The old way was to generate the needed energy and store it within the body or in groups or in egregores or in power objects. The energy was stored like you store energy in a battery until it is needed. Virtually every type of magickal practice used some form of energy generation and storage.

YOU CAN’T STORE ALTERNATING CURRENT!

You tap into it!

In sharing my path of Organic Gnosticism I have tried to share a path that is individual, a path that has no hierarchy, a path that has no rules, and a path that is natural and organic. I’ve come to realize that only a handful of people will find this path of interest. Only a handful of people will attempt to rupture the astral planes on a daily basis in a deliberate effort to permanently activate their astral bodies.

I’ve shared how soul growth is the natural consequence of love relationships. I’ve shared meditations for healing and prosperity, for group portal work. I’ve shared antidotes for some of the toxic concepts that infect society. And I’ve done these things in a way that did not directly conflict with anyone’s personal path or belief system. (or I’ve tried not to directly conflict with it)

Everyone else will continue their paths of energy generation and storage. They will continue working with a direct current only and that is fine. . .

I’ve just come to realize that I’m wasting my time! Chuckle. I’ve shared more than enough and while I will continue to share from time to time, I’m moving on to other projects that I have been neglecting.

Whoever chooses to go upstream against the current will always be an individual that walks an individual path! They are the ones that create the lives they desire while living in a collective world that is created by the masses.

Clouds, Sunset, Sky, Cloudy, Cloudy Sky, Dusk, Twilight

As I continue to bear witness to some of the more unusual things that I have personally experienced in my life my hope is that these posts are in some way helpful to those that don’t really know what to believe in today’s world of politically correct thinking and head tripping. If they happened to me they might happen to others . . .

The focus of this post is going to be astral cords and soulmate cycles. I am normally not aware of astral cords but there have been extremely vivid lucid dreams or visions or projections involving astral cords and I will share a few. After my Crowley type vision in which my astral cord was destroyed and I took refuge in SOURCE I struggled to regain my connection to earth and Gaia. I read the book “Taoist Secrets of Love Cultivating Male Sexual Energy” by Mantak Chia and began working with sexual orgasm energy. This practice extremely polarized my energy field and physical body. I experienced a spontaneous kundalini release while doing a side bend yoga movement that was so powerful that it felt like I had been struck by lightning as it rushed up my spine and exploded out the crown chakra. I momentarily lost consciousness and my knees sagged as I slumped toward the floor but I caught myself in time and remained on my feet.

I was going to a support group twice a week where I would share my story with others and listen as they shared their stories. I was going through a very rough time as my world was crumbling around me. As I shared my story the emotions poured out of me and it was very powerful. After the meeting several people came up to thank me, shake my hand or give me a hug. I had told their own story and they were very moved as well.

As one woman reached out to shake my hand a spark literally jumped two inches from mine to hers. That energy exchange started something moving inside me. Later that night I could sense that somehow she was inside of me and I was inside of her. We had powerful astral sex and then I had the incredible vision of a new born child and umbilical cord which even had the blood from the birth still on it. It was my new astral body! She had given birth to my new astral body! There was a strong umbilical cord that connected me to her which faded over time. Later I had an equally strong vision of a new world or timeline that was also created which included both of us. This was like the after birth or placenta.

There is more to the story, but this was the first of eight cycles which I have called soulmate cycles that I have experienced over the past thirty-five years. Each cycle gave birth to a different astral body and a different timeline. Each involved a different chakra although each contained all the levels in some way. Each activated a different strand of DNA. Each created an astral bond that was unbreakable. Each was progressively deeper on the astral etheric planes and each took longer than the others. The final cycle took several years. Each was driven by working with sexual orgasm energy but didn’t involve physical sex. It involved astral sex, but also consisted of conscious interaction with each other.

Somehow she needed the energy which my connection to SOURCE provided and when she mixed that energy with her own connection to the Womb of Creation energies a third energy was created that first allowed her to develop and permanently activate her own astral body and then give birth to one for me. Then she created a new timeline in which both of us were able to exist.

This was the true and occult hidden meaning of being “Born Again!” This is the true secret of any and all true religions and mystery schools! This is the true secret behind Alchemy! This is the true secret of the development of the immortal soul and its powers . . . This is the true secret of the spark that exists when two people are in love, what happens when the spark jumps and when the spark is gone . . . This is something that is completely normal and natural and happens to people every day, but not as intensely or as rapidly as it has happened to me. I have only experienced the accelerated version . . .