Fire flies from the dream-time
My fancies are fireflies, —
Specks of living light
twinkling in the dark.
Bigotry tries to keep truth safe in its hand
with a grip that kills it.
Wishing to hearten a timid lamp
great night lights all her stars.
God seeks comrades and claims love,
the Devil seeks slaves and claims obedience.
-Tagore
from fire flies
From The dream time:
In an ancient age known as the dream time
from the expanse of my mind, the million billion worlds of time
unravel in Jimmy Hendrix fashion and I ask you:are you experienced...
the memory is in the mud and clay,let us sit about this ancient fire paint on our faces
traversing torrid sands of time.in the song line of our cosmic midwife song life
have we sojourned through the secret life of plants.a seeds a star a star is a seed.
"The indigenous people of Australia are known to be descended from the first people who arrived on the continent from Africa approximately 50,000 years ago. It has been assumed that the aborigine people were isolated from the rest of the world for thousands of years and therefore the scientists assumed that their genetic code would be fairly homogeneous. Surprisingly, this turned out not to be the case. “The genetic signatures of an Aboriginal Australian from eastern Australia and from Western Australia are as different as the ones of a person from Europe and a person from Asia, ” said Swapan. The incredible diversity in the genetic code of the native people of Australia in addition to the peculiar marker which indicates that they interbred with an unknown human species in the past indicates that there is still so much more to discover about the ancient history of humanity. "
truth is the ones who suppose to know do not know.they do not have access to the dream time.the time before time,for the future in the past lie.
once in the dream time early in the years of my walk about,while upon this journey I had a vision.I was taken upon this spaceship where I met The Honorable Elijah Muhammad,I did not see Him but knew he was there.I remember there was a scroll that hang from the ceiling,but the people who I did see were black people with straight hair like the people known as Australian aboriginal.they all had of scuba diving outfits I knew them To be Anunakki...
let he who has an ear know what has been transmitted here from the ancient dream time in our time...
The aboriginals were the first results of the original genetic experiment.
note here on earth when we are born we all for a time have straight hair,in our birth here on earth we symbolize the evolution of all the creatures on earth,we come up out of the water in the shape of the fish embryo,the Nappy head people of this planet are the Anunakki who were left or stayed behind...
as it has been written: the monkey was sped up thousands of years genetically they are the origin of the Adam if not,he would still be evolving today.what you see in the wild today are mere freeze frames of the dream time,mere mysteries of the Ancient Gods...
In an ancient age known as the dream time
from the expanse of my mind, the million billion worlds of time
unravel in jimmy hendrix fashion and I ask you:are you experience...
the memory is in the mud and clay,let us sit about this ancient fire paint on our faces
traversing torid sands of time.in the songline of our cosmic midwife song life
have we journed through the secret life of plants.a seeds a star a star is a seed.
"The indigenous people of Australia are known to be descended from the first people who arrived on the continent from Africa approximately 50,000 years ago. It has been assumed that the aborigine people were isolated from the rest of the world for thousands of years and therefore the scientists assumed that their genetic code would be fairly homogenous. Surprisingly, this turned out not to be the case. “The genetic signatures of an Aboriginal Australian from eastern Australia and from Western Australia are as different as the ones of a person from Europe and a person from Asia, ” said Swapan. The incredible diversity in the genetic code of the native people of Australia in addition to the peculiar marker which indicates that they interbed with an unknown human species in the past indicates that there is still so much more to discover about the ancient history of humanity. "
truth is the ones who suppose to know do not know.they do not have access to the dream time.the time before time,for the future in the past lie.
once in the dream time early in the years of my walk about,while upon this journey I had a vision.I was taken upon this spaceship where I met The Hornoble Elijah Muhammad,I did not see Him but knew he was there.I remember there was a scroll that hang from the ceiling,but the people who I did see were black people with streight hair like the people known as astrlian aboriginal.they all had of scuba diving outfits I knew them To be Anunakki...
let he who has an ear know what has been transmitted here from the ancient dreamtime in our time...
now let us look into the sacred space of the dream time a little deeper to see what the Authors of time has written in a place for us to see concerning the fate of the monkey,the manikin or mankind:this is where we see the past in the future lie,for this vibration is current:
"How else can we be invoked and remembered on the face of the earth? We have already made our first try at our work and design, but it turned out that they didn’t keep our days, nor did they glorify us."
"They came into being, they multiplied, they had daughters, they had sons, these manikins, woodcarvings. But there was nothing in their hearts and nothing in their minds, no memory of their mason and builder. They just went and walked wherever they wanted. Now they did not remember the Heart of Sky"
"It is well that there be your manikins, woodcarvings,*(97) talking,
speaking, there on the face of the earth."
"So be it," they replied. The moment they spoke it was done: the
manikins, woodcarvings, human in looks and human in speech.
This was the peopling of the face of the earth:
They came into being, they multiplied, they had daughters, they
had sons, these manikins, woodcarvings. But there was nothing in their
hearts and nothing in their minds, no memory of their mason and
builder. They just went and walked wherever they wanted.*(98) Now they
did not remember the Heart of Sky.
And so they fell, just an experiment and just a cutout for
humankind. They were talking at first but their faces were dry. They
were not yet developed in the legs and arms. They had no blood, no
lymph. They had no sweat, no fat. Their complexions were dry, their
faces were crusty. They flailed their legs and arms, their bodies were
deformed.
And so they accomplished nothing before the Maker, Modeler who
gave them birth, gave them heart. They became the first numerous
people here on the face of the earth.
AGAIN THERE COMES A HUMILIATION, destruction, and demolition. The
manikins, woodcarvings were killed when the Heart of Sky devised a
flood for them. A great flood was made; it came down on the heads of
the manikins, woodcarvings.
The man's body was carved from the wood of the coral tree*(99) by
the Maker, Modeler. And as for the woman, the Maker, Modeler needed
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the pith of reeds*(100) for the woman's body. They were not competent,
nor did they speak before the builder and sculptor who made them and
brought them forth, and so they were killed, done in by a flood:
There came a rain of resin*(101) from the sky.
There came the one named Gouger of Faces: he gouged out their
eyeballs.
There came Sudden Bloodletter: he snapped off their heads.
There came Crunching Jaguar: he ate their flesh.
There came Tearing Jaguar: he tore them open.
They were pounded down to the bones and tendons, smashed and
pulverized even to the bones. Their faces were smashed because they
were incompetent before their mother and their father, the Heart of
Sky, named Hurricane. The earth was blackened because of this; the
black rainstorm*(102) began, rain all day and rain all night. Into
their houses came*(103) the animals, small and great. Their faces were
crushed by things of wood and stone. Everything spoke: their water
jars, their tortilla griddles, their plates, their cooking pots, their
dogs, their grinding stones, each and every thing crushed their faces.
Their dogs and turkeys*(104) told them:
"You caused us pain, you ate us, but now it is you whom we shall
eat." And this is the grinding stone:
"We were undone because of you.
Every day, every day,
in the dark, in the dawn, forever,
r-r-rip, r-r-rip,
r-r-rub, r-r-rub,*(105)
right in our faces, because of you.
This was the service we gave you at first, when you were still people,
but today you will learn of our power. We shall pound and we shall
grind your flesh," their grinding stones told them.
And this is what their dogs said, when they spoke in their turn:
"Why is it you can't seem to give us our food? We just watch and you
just keep us down, and you throw us around. You keep a stick ready
when you eat, just so you can hit us. We don't talk, so we've received
nothing from you. How could you not have known? You did know that we
were wasting away there, behind you.
"So, this very day you will taste the teeth in our mouths. We
shall eat you," their dogs told them, and their faces were crushed.
And then their tortilla griddles and cooking pots spoke to them in
turn:
"Pain! That's all you've done for us. Our mouths are sooty, our
faces are sooty. By setting us on the fire all the time, you burn
us. Since we felt no pain, you try it. We shall burn you," all their
cooking pots said, crushing their faces.
The stones, their hearthstones were shooting out,*(106) coming right
out of the fire, going for their heads, causing them pain. Now they
run for it, helter-skelter.
They want to climb up on the houses, but they fall as the houses
collapse
They want to climb the trees; they're thrown off by the trees.
They want to get inside caves, but the caves slam shut in their
faces.
Such was the scattering of the human work, the human design. The
people were ground down, overthrown. The mouths and faces of all of
them were destroyed and crushed. And it used to be said that the
monkeys in the forests today are a sign of this. They were left as a
sign because wood alone was used for their flesh*(107) by the
builder and sculptor.
So this is why monkeys look like people: they are a sign of a
previous human work, human design- mere manikins, mere woodcarvings.
THIS WAS WHEN THERE WAS JUST A TRACE OF EARLY DAWN on the face
of
the earth, there was no sun. But there was one who magnified
himself; Seven Macaw is his name. The sky-earth was already there, but
the face of the sun-moon was clouded over. Even so, it is said that
his light provided a sign for the people who were flooded. He was like
a person of genius in his being.
"I am great. My place is now higher than that of the human work, the
human design. I am their sun and I am their light, and I am also their
months.*(108)
"So be it: my light is great. I am the walkway and I am the foothold
of the people,*(109) because my eyes are of metal. My teeth just
glitter with jewels, and turquoise as well; they stand out*(110)
blue with stones like the face of the sky.
"And this nose of mine shines white into the distance like the moon.
Since my nest is metal, it lights up the face of the earth. When I
come forth before my nest, I am like the sun and moon for those who
are born in the light, begotten in the light. It must be so, because
my face reaches into the distance," says Seven Macaw.
It is not true that he is the sun, this Seven Macaw, yet he
magnifies himself, his wings, his metal. But the scope of his face
lies right around his own perch;*(111) his face does not reach
everywhere beneath the sky. The faces of the sun, moon, and stars
are not yet visible, it has not yet dawned.
And so Seven Macaw puffs himself up as the days and the months,
though the light of the sun and moon has not yet clarified. He only
wished for surpassing greatness. This was when the flood was worked
upon the manikins, woodcarvings.
And now we shall explain how Seven Macaw died, when the people
were vanquished, done in by the mason and sculptor.
-Popul vuh
The Dream time
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