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M.A.D CapeBretoner

here is a pic of the highlands ,this is just one of thousands of valley's here.

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M.A.D CapeBretoner

now here is that throne i keep talking about.

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now look between the top two power lines to the right of the pic,there are signs of how the land just don't flow right.

and even if you look along the top of the mt with good eye you can see how the rock is carved.

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"Atlantis

The center of ancient trade routes.

Atlantis, the middle of an ancient trade route? Ancient Egypt's link to the Americas long before Columbus?

I have quietly proposed before that the Atlanteans knew of, traded with and influenced many ancient civilizations. Having maintained these ancient trade routes for hundreds of years, it is most likely that survivors of Atlantis migrated to these civilizations after their continent was destroyed. These immigrants then aided their hosting countries with various knowledge and technology. It is also in 3 of these ancient civilizations that the records will be found.

Ancient Egyptian mummies hold one of the best clues. It has been established that the Egyptian mummy Hanet Taui of 3000 B.C. consumed large amounts of cocaine and nicotine darning her life. Known as one of the Manchester mummies, strands of her hair tested positive for tobacco and cocaine use. Mummies from ancient China, Austria, Sudan and Germany (3700 B.C. - 1100 AD) have also tested positive for cocaine and nicotine.

How does this relate to Atlantis or ancient trade routes? Tobacco is native to the Americas and coco, Andes. It is firmly believed by scientists that tobacco arrived in the old world after Columbus and cocaine, the Victorian Era. So how was it consumed in the ancient civilizations 4000-5000 years before that time? By ancient trans-Atlantic trade routes, centralized around 1 large continent in the middle of the Atlantic - Atlantis.

Need more? Analyze these facts:

Egyptian mummies have also been found with silk in their wraps. Silk is native to China.

Jars from ancient Rome continue to wash up in the 'Bay of Jars' in Brazil. Stories of the jars washing up with the tide have been around since 100 B.C.

Also in Brazil, an ancient inscription set in stone. The mystery? The language is ancient Mediterranean.

In Mexico, 3000 year old stone figurines have been found. The figurines are carved with beards and appear African.

A ancient picture of a pineapple was found in Pompeii. The pineapple is native to the Americas.

Ancient China was fond of peanuts from the Americas. 2000 -3000 year old peanuts were discovered in a tomb in western China.

Mummies discovered in China hold another clue. The Cherchen Mummies of 2000 B.C. were European. With their narrow face, long nose, imposing height, fair skin and hair these families were not native to ancient China. Their clothes were of wool not silk. Sheep are not native to China. They were apparently traders traveling the 'Silk Road' trade route over 2000 years before current thinking allows.

The Ice Man Mummy found in the Ozatal Alps brings up another point. The Ice Man Mummy lived over 5000 years ago, yet he had with him a cast copper axe. Evidence obtained through hair samples indicates that he made the axe and other copper items. According to the scientific community, the Copper Age did not begin until 2000 B.C. Ice Man Mummy was using temperatures of over 1,100 degrees Celsius to melt the copper for casting more than 1000 years before that time.

http://seapyramid.org/rss/modules/zmagazin...hp?articleid=28 "

Again, not necesarily a reliable source, It's a post on a debate topic for a site, and he/she doesn't provide any sources of where he/she got the information.. also you have to consider taphonomy, the tampering of sites as it seems to play a huge role in the altering of ancient sites. As to the one about the people coming to Australia and such before 40,000 years ago.. this is true and they may have had boats on which to float over the ocean, but this doesn't signify civilization, this is just the migration of man, also many people were hunters and gatherers, so they may have taken plants with them when they mitrated and spread some of the new seeds somehow into their new home. So, as well this does not signify civilization. Just migration paths of our human ancestors in the past.

Regards,

- Bokonon

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M.A.D CapeBretoner

Again, not necesarily a reliable source, It's a post on a debate topic for a site, and he/she doesn't provide any sources of where he/she got the information.. also you have to consider taphonomy, the tampering of sites as it seems to play a huge role in the altering of ancient sites. As to the one about the people coming to Australia and such before 40,000 years ago.. this is true and they may have had boats on which to float over the ocean, but this doesn't signify civilization, this is just the migration of man, also many people were hunters and gatherers, so they may have taken plants with them when they mitrated and spread some of the new seeds somehow into their new home. So, as well this does not signify civilization. Just migration paths of our human ancestors in the past.

Regards,

- Bokonon

it proves more than just migration paths,it shows how a civilized people can pack up make a sea ferring boat, pack all there seeds lets say ,there animals,and family and get out of dodge.because if god told them to leave they had to leave .

but once they got to were they were going they were able to serpress the local tribes and teach them how to grow there food and the sciences and there religon.

and for such a small group of people to be able to do this ,they seemed like gods to the locals to were they came,because of there superier knowledge.

it had to restart somewere and you see this when you look back on our history.

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Again, not necesarily a reliable source, It's a post on a debate topic for a site, and he/she doesn't provide any sources of where he/she got the information.. also you have to consider taphonomy, the tampering of sites as it seems to play a huge role in the altering of ancient sites. As to the one about the people coming to Australia and such before 40,000 years ago.. this is true and they may have had boats on which to float over the ocean, but this doesn't signify civilization, this is just the migration of man, also many people were hunters and gatherers, so they may have taken plants with them when they mitrated and spread some of the new seeds somehow into their new home. So, as well this does not signify civilization. Just migration paths of our human ancestors in the past.

Regards,

- Bokonon

but the trade of silks..spices..metals..'medicines' eg.cocaine..and of course human nature..business..potential profits...all hint at civilizations..farming..other trade goods..some form of credit...places for the ships to moor....storage houses...factories..etc for the production of these goods...eg...a potential market will create entrepreneurs..will have to house families of workers....to support these trades..then the politcal beurocracies..to protect the merchants..workers...places of worship.... the resulting building industry...as the merchants need a stable place to do business.. if they were hunterers and gatherers..how would the merchants find them...? what would these hunterers and gatherers trade with other than perishable... where would the wives keep their newly bartered riches????

Any evidence of mining...merchants..traders.pottery..jewelry...shipping..requires some form of civilization to support this...

The reason for so little physical proof of this is shown in present day habbits... rebuilding..replacing.. to keep up with the Jones's...wars..plagues...religion...politics... and how fragile is a shirt...a book after a couple of hundred years???so how much will survive a thousand??...tens of thousands of years????...all that will be left are habits...tales..passed down from generation to generation... How little can we tell of what life was really like before only a few hundred years???

Lots of interesting evidence is popping up with modern technology though... eg satellite Archeology...

http://www.satellitediscoveries.com/

:yes:;):tu: so it won't be long until we discover much much more about our past.....

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Unreliable source :tu: !

- Bokonon

http://www.gsrmeter.com/psycho-galvometer.htm :no:

She makes a lot of sense though... the future looks worrying...

'Speaking from a Yatruscan viewpoint, an area of operation is the better the more secret and invisible it is. See how far you can go with it. Genetic engineering offers marvelous opportunities for this - think of plant and animal mutations caused by radiation, think of the recent applications to patent 2750 man-made variations to human DNA sequences, of artificial fertilization inside a test tube, of embryo splitting whereby one can produce a good dozen identical twins, use what one needs and store the rest in the deep freeze for later. Delightful, isn't it? Put your sperm in the deep freeze, get sterilized, have as much sex as you like with no consequences - and if you really feel like it, your friendly nurse will produce a baby for you, in the test tube, of course; and if need be, a good dozen identical twins, too. Whenever you like. No inconvenience to the ladies. Very ancient procedures indeed. The urge to have "sex with no consequences" - a very old dramatization as we know from chapter 4.2 - popularized the antibaby pill. Innocent as it may appear, this little pill has had the rather surprising consequence of making men infertile, and not only men but even fish, whales and crocodiles. For 30 years genital deformities in men and the animals mentioned have been observed to be increasing, along with a lessening of sperm production and fertility. The pill has been on the market for a good 40 years. Ingested by hundreds of millions of women, it is excreted through their urine, enters the sewage system, the drinking water, the rivers, the sea . . . A very clandestine effect; very Yatruscan indeed!'

..and according to legend..that is what the Atlanteans were accused of..playing around with nature...and nature biting back!!!! <_<

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:tu: this fits in here too!!!

http://www.cannabisculture.com/backissues/...gmas/index.html

Ramses the Great Trader

Ramses the Great was a Godking, he won no election to gain control over Egypt. He fathered 100 children over a 67 year reign of pomp and PR that has not since been duplicated, not even in California. He built a full-sized "off limits" royal city for his enormous family and court, and had beautiful pleasure gardens and orchards planted within. He divided his private city into four quarters, with a presiding deity over each quarter. The Eastern Sector was dedicated to the Syrian Goddess Astarte, installed at the last minute to satisfy a vogue for Asian deities Ð and their zonky sensual personalities. Note that the worship of Astarte was often associated with the ritual use of cannabis in the Ancient world.

The stability that Ramses projected inspired Egyptians to re-assert their aims of world trade, and several voyages of discovery followed. It is very likely that the Godking established trade and contact with other centers of civilization and swapped toys with other Godkings who could boast shimmering cities, sleek trade fleets and a degree of ritualized social code.

From Mexico, the Aztek/Toltek Godkings would have sacred tobacco to share. From South America, the divine coca leaf, and from South East Asia, the dreamy cannabis resin. All of these drugs were regarded as the special reserve for the divine rulers in the realms where these plants originated.

Tobacco and coca contain potent alkaloids that can be preserved almost indefinitely. Cannabis, which does not develop psychoactive alkaloids, instead produces a euphoric resin that can be stored without losing potency for a very long time (Hashish from an ancient shipwreck in the Mediterranean Sea was found to be potent when tested, more than 2000 years later!)

Professor Martin Bernal, historian at Cornell University, is one of the new breed of scientists who are willing to consider magic plants and ancient trade links. "We're getting more and more evidence of world trade at an earlier stage." He points out the discovery of a single strand of Chinese silk mingled in the hair of an Egyptian mummy, 12,000 years old. Silk was very rare in China at that point of history Ð only the Emperors wore it. How did silk get to Egypt? How did drugs get to Egypt? How do drugs get anywhere that people live?

This story is not yet finished, and the outcome may well overturn some of the narrower visions of how humans go about a human experience on this world.

By Dr Alexander Sumach

http://www.kunstkamera.ru/exhibition/smok/eng/esmok.htm

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The drug business an inspiration...the founding stone of civilization????? :unsure2::w00t:B) Or the spur at least...they couldn't get 'high' safely in a hunter gatherer world...they needed a stable back ground...some form of civilization ...some enablers..to comfortably support a drug habit...an industry for trade... and of course it's addictive nature...would encourage mass production...intensive farming...a civilization ...a social structure to support it...

http://www.csp.org/chrestomathy/lost_civilizations.html

The opium poppy, the source of both morphine and heroin, seems to have been domesticated by Old European farmers in the western Mediterranean area from about 6000 BC. That the cultivation of the opium poppy spread westwards during the Neolithic period is indicated by numerous later finds of its seeds from Switzerland, Germany and elsewhere. By the Iron Age it was also present in more northerly regions such as the British Isles and Poland. The seeds of the opium poppy may well have been used in baking and their oil been pressed into use for cooking or lighting during prehistoric times. Yet these are clearly minor uses of the plant, and the Stone Age interest in it must have been for its psychoactive and medicinal properties. In many non-Western cultures, magic and medicine are often two sides of the same coin, and in prehistoric times opium was probably used to relieve pain as well as to enter into altered states of consciousness for spiritual insight. Opium appears to have played a significant role in the religious life of Old Europe. The Cueva de los Murcielagos is a Neolithic site at Albunol, Granada, in southern Spain, dated to about 4200 BC. Inside woven grass bags found with the burials were a large number of opium poppy capsules, and this discovery suggests that opium may have been an active part of funerary rituals. Certainly the placing of the capsules with the bodies points to a clear association between opium, altered states and the realm of death. This indicates that the use of opium in the ancient world (for example in the rituals of Minoan Crete) may have been an outgrowth of an Old European practice.

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M.A.D CapeBretoner

given the location of cape breton island it lies right in the middel,what i mean yes the current in the south to the carrabeian brought them here but there is also a currant and jetstream that goes there in the north.

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it proves more than just migration paths,it shows how a civilized people can pack up make a sea ferring boat, pack all there seeds lets say ,there animals,and family and get out of dodge.because if god told them to leave they had to leave .

but once they got to were they were going they were able to serpress the local tribes and teach them how to grow there food and the sciences and there religon.

and for such a small group of people to be able to do this ,they seemed like gods to the locals to were they came,because of there superier knowledge.

it had to restart somewere and you see this when you look back on our history.

Why would people brings animals along besides dead ones for food. Also many people back in those time did not believe in a particular one God.. most of the people were polytheistic.. so your argument has no merit.

- Bokonon

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Crystal sage.. you have to take in account of people altering the tombs and buildings at later dates as well. This happens a lot, that's probably why there is so little evidence for the theory you're looking at. It's because over time people visit certain places and may modify them, or accidentally leave something behind, such as a graverobber.

As for Ramses, he was a pharaoh of Egypt, so what? He was powerful and had a great grasp of his empire. So he would have had a vast trading empire. But this is well after the neolithic revolution, so how is this relevant.

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- Bokonon

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M.A.D CapeBretoner

Why would people brings animals along besides dead ones for food. Also many people back in those time did not believe in a particular one God.. most of the people were polytheistic.. so your argument has no merit.

- Bokonon

to answer the first, well the dead ones would of been in the form of dryed smoked meat,

and the live one without defects would have been for god .

and your right ,back in those days most did not believe in a particlar one god,but you see i'm not talking about most .

it was that small group that held the truth.

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M.A.D CapeBretoner

lets go back to the top of the slide and good thing nov is right around the corner.

on the lower valley on that that is the father there is a hollow on the face,

were i will soon be with shovel in hand over the next two days.

i'll try to make time for i must help my father in his house for the storms of life have made taterd the roof to shelter.

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M.A.D CapeBretoner

we have coverd the mother ,and the father next would be the son ,and ya i know why does this have to do with atlantis then and now.

the one in truth our god the father was acknowledged only by the son.

its when the holy spirit comes and he will be seen.

but first that door must be opened and that first spark will be seen

shining like a torch for alll to see.

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we have coverd the mother ,and the father next would be the son ,and ya i know why does this have to do with atlantis then and now.

the one in truth our god the father was acknowledged only by the son.

its when the holy spirit comes and he will be seen.

but first that door must be opened and that first spark will be seen

shining like a torch for alll to see.

and than WE WILL GET A FREAKEN CLUE WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT ???

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we have coverd the mother ,and the father next would be the son ,and ya i know why does this have to do with atlantis then and now.

the one in truth our god the father was acknowledged only by the son.

its when the holy spirit comes and he will be seen.

but first that door must be opened and that first spark will be seen

shining like a torch for alll to see.

It reminds me of Lobsang Rampa books

THE CAVE OF THE ANCIENTS

At last," he continued, "I felt a ledge level with my questing fingers. Taking a firm grip, and calling to the others that we had reached a place where we could rest, I pulled myself up. There was a ledge, sloping slightly down towards the back and so quite invisible from the other side of the mountain range. At first glance the ledge appeared to be about ten feet wide. I did not stop to see further, but knelt so that I could help the others up, one by one. Soon we stood together, shivering in the wind after our exertion. Quite obviously the rock fall had uncovered this ledge, and - as I peered more closely, there was a narrow crevice (fjellsprekk) in the mountain wall. Was there? From where we stood it might have been a shadow, or the stain (flekk) of dark lichen. As one, we moved forward. It was a crevice, one that was about two feet six inches wide by about five feet high. Of my Teacher there was no sign." I could visualise the scene well. But this was not the time for introspection (selvanalyse). I did not want to miss a word!

"I stepped back to see if my Teacher had climbed higher," my Guide went on, "but there was no sign of him. Fearfully I peered (tittet) into the crevice. It was as dark as the grave. Inch by inch, painfully bent, I moved inside. About fifteen feet (5m) in I turned a very sharp corner, another, and then another. Had I not been paralysed with fright I would have screamed with surprise; here was light, a soft silvery light, brighter than the brightest moonlight. Light that I had never seen before. The cave in which I now found myself was spacious, with a roof invisible in the darkness above. One of my companions pushed me out of the way and was in turn pushed by another. Soon the four of us stood silent and frightened - gazing at the fantastic sight before us. A sight, which would have made any one of us alone, think that he had taken leave of his senses. The cave was more like an immense hall, it stretched away in the distance as if the mountain itself was hollow. The light was everywhere, beating down upon us from a number of globes which appeared to be suspended from the darkness of the roof. Strange machines crammed the place, machines such as we could not have imagined. Even from the high roof depended apparatus and mechanisms. Some, I saw with great amazement, were covered by what appeared to be the clearest of glass." My eyes must have been round with amazement, for the Lama smiled at me before resuming his story.

By now we had quite forgotten my Teacher, when he suddenly appeared we jumped straight off the ground in fright! He chuckled at our staring eyes and stricken faces. Now, we saw, he was no longer in the grip of that strange, overpowering (overmannende tvang) compulsion. Together we wandered round looking at the strange machines. To us they had no meaning, they were just collections of metal and fabric (struktur) in strange, exotic form. My Teacher moved toward a rather large black panel apparently built into one of the walls of the cave.

As he was about to feel its surface it swung open. By now we were almost at the point of believing that the whole place was bewitched, or that we had fallen prey to some hallucinating force. My Teacher jumped back in some alarm. The black panel swung shut. Greatly daring one of my companions stretched out his hand and the panel swung open again. A force which we could not resist propelled us forward. Uselessly fighting against every step, we were -somehow - made to enter through the panel doorway. Inside it was dark, as dark as the darkness of a hermit's cell. Still under the irresistible compulsion (tvang), we moved in many feet and then sat on the floor. For minutes we sat shivering with fright. As nothing happened we regained some calmness, and then we heard a series of clicks, as if metal were tapping and scraping on metal." Involuntarily I shivered. I had the thought that I probably would have died of fright! My Guide continued.

"Slowly, almost imperceptibly, a misty glow formed in the darkness before us. At first it was just a suspicion of blue-pink light, almost as if a ghost were materialising before our gaze. The mistlight spread, becoming brighter so that we could see the outlines of incredible machines filling this large hall, all except the centre of the floor upon which we sat. The light drew in upon itself, swirling, fading, and becoming brighter and then it formed and remained in spherical shape. I had the strange and unexplainable impression of age-old machinery creaking slowly into motion after eons of time. The five of us huddled together on the floor, literally spellbound. There came a probing inside my brain, as if demented telepathic lamas were playing, then the impression changed and became as clear as speech."

My Guide cleared his throat, and reached again for a drink, staying his hand in mid-air. "Let us have tea, Lobsang," he said as he rang his silver bell. The monk-attendant obviously knew what was wanted, for he came in with tea - and cakes!

"Within the sphere of light we saw pictures," said the Lama Mingyar Dondup, "hazy at first, they soon cleared and ceased to be pictures. Instead we actually saw the events." I could contain myself no longer: "But Honour-able Lama, what did you see?" I asked in a fever of impatience. The Lama reached forward and poured himself more tea. It occurred to me then that I had never seen him eat those Indian sweet cakes. Tea, yes, he drank plenty of tea, but I had never known him take anything but the most sparing and the plainest of food. The gongs went for temple service, but the Lama did not stir. When the last of the monks had hurried by he sighed deeply, and said, "Now I will continue."

He resumed, "This is what we saw and heard, and you shall see and hear in the not too distant future. Thousands and thousands of years ago there was a high civilization upon this world. Men could fly through the air in machines, which defied (trosset) gravity; men were able to make machines which would impress thoughts upon the minds of others - thoughts which would appear as pictures. They had nuclear fission, and at last they detonated a bomb which all but wrecked the world, causing continents to sink below the oceans and others to rise. The world was decimated, and so, throughout the religions of this Earth, we now have the story of the Flood'." I was unimpressed by this latter part. "Sir!" I exclaimed, "we can see pictures like that in the Akashic Record. Why struggle up dangerous mountains just to see what we can more easily experience here?" "Lobsang," said my Guide gravely, "we can see all in the astral and in the Akashic Record, for the latter contains the knowledge of all that has happened. We can see but we cannot touch. In astral travel we can go places and return, but we cannot touch anything of the world. We cannot," he smiled slightly, "take even a spare robe nor bring back a flower. So with the Akashic Record, we can see all, but we cannot examine in close detail those strange machines stored in those mountain halls. We are going to the mountains, and we are going to examine the machines."

"How strange," I said, "that these machines should of all the world be only in our country!" "Oh! But you are wrong!" explained my Guide. "There is a similar chamber at a certain place in the country of Egypt. There is another chamber with identical machines located in a place called South America. I have seen them, I know where they are. These secret chambers were concealed by the peoples of old so that their artifacts would be found by a later generation when the time was ready. This sudden rock fall accidentally bared the entrance to the chamber in Tibet, and once inside we gained the knowledge of the other chambers. But the day is far advanced. Soon seven of us -and that includes you - will set out and journey once again to the Cave of the Ancients."

http://www.galactic-server.com/rampa/ramcave1.html

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long moments we stood still, silent, as though afraid of waking those who slept throughout the endless years. Then, moved by a common impulse, walked across the solid stone floor to the first machine standing dormant (sovende) before us. We crowded around it, half afraid to touch it yet very curious as to what it could be. It was dulled with age, yet it appeared ready for instant use - if one knew what it was for and how to operate it. Other devices engaged our attention, also without result. These machines were far far too advanced for us. I wandered off to where a small square platform of about three feet wide, with guard rails, rested on the ground. What appeared to be a long, folded metal tube extended from a nearby machine, and the platform was attached to the other end of the tube. Idly I stepped on to the railed square, wondering what it could be. The next instant I almost died of shock; the platform gave a little tremor and rose high into the air. I was so frightened that I clung in desperation to the rails.

Below me the six lamas gazed upwards in consternation. The tube had unfolded and was swinging the platform straight to one of the spheres of light. In desperation I looked over the side. Already I was some thirty feet in the air, and rising. My fear was that the source of light would burn me to a crisp, like a moth in the flame of a butter lamp. There was a "click" and the platform stopped. Inches from my face the light glowed. Timidly I stretched out my hand - and the whole sphere was as cold as ice. By now I had regained my composure somewhat, and I gazed about me. Then a chilling thought struck me; how was I going to get down? I jumped from side to side, trying to work out a way of escape, but there appeared to be none. I tried to reach the long tube, hoping to climb down, but it was too far away. Just when I was becoming desperate, there was another tremor, and the platform started to descend. Hardly waiting for it to touch ground I leaped out! I was taking no risks that the thing would go up again.

Against a far wall crouched a great statue, one that sent a shiver up my spine. It was of a crouching cat body, but with the head and shoulders of a woman. The eyes appeared to be alive; the face had a half-mocking, half-quizzical expression which rather frightened me. One of the lamas was on his knees on the floor, gazing intently at some strange marks. "Look!" he called, "this picture-writing shows men and cats talking, it shows what is obviously the soul leaving a body and wandering in the under-world." He was consumed with scientific zeal, poring over the pictures on the floor - "hieroglyphs" he called them - and expecting everyone else to be similarly enthused. This Lama was a highly trained man, one who learned ancient languages without any difficulties at all. The others were poking around the strange machines, trying to decide what they were for. A sudden shout made us wheel round in some alarm. The tall thin Lama was at the far wall and he seemed to have his face stuck in a dull metal box. He stood there with his head bent and the whole of his face concealed. Two men rushed to him and dragged him away from the danger. He uttered a roar of wrath and dashed back!

"Strange!" I thought, "even the sedate, learned lamas are going crazy in this place!" Then the tall, thin one moved aside and another took his place. So far as I could gather, they were seeing moving machines in that box. At last my Guide took pity on me and lifted me up to what apparently were "eye pieces". As I was lifted up and put my hands on a handle as instructed, I saw inside the box, men, and the machines which were in this Hall. The men were operating the machines. I saw that the platform upon which I had ascended to the light-sphere could be controlled and was a type of moveable "ladder" or rather a device, which would dispense with ladders. Most of the machines

here, I observed, were actual working models such as, in later years, I was to see in Science Museums throughout the world.

We moved to the panel which the Lama Mingyar Dondup had told me about previously, and at our approach it opened with a grating creak, so loud in the silence of the place that I think we all jumped with alarm. Inside was the darkness, profound, almost as if we had clouds of blackness swirling about us. Our feet were guided by shallow channels in the floor. We shuffled (subbet) along, and when the channels ended we sat. As we did so, there came a series of clicks, like metal scraping against metal, and almost imperceptibly light stole across the darkness and pushed it aside. We looked about us and saw more machines, strange machines. There were statues here, and pictures carved in metal. Before we had time to more than glance, the light drew in upon itself and formed a glowing globe in the centre of the Hail. Colours flickered aimlessly, and bands of light without apparent meaning swirled round the globe. Pictures formed, at first blurred and indistinct, then growing vivid and real and with three-dimensional effect. We watched intently...

This was the world of Long Long Ago. When the world was very young. Mountains stood where now there are seas, and the pleasant seaside resorts are now mountain tops. The weather was warmer and strange creatures roamed afield. This was a world of scientific progress. Strange machines rolled along, flew inches from the surface of the Earth, or flew miles up in the air. Great temples reared their pinnacles skywards, as if in challenge to the clouds. Animals and Man talked telepathically together. But all was not bliss; politicians fought against politicians. The world was a divided camp in which each side coveted the lands of the other. Suspicion and fear were the clouds under which the ordinary man lived. Priests of both sides proclaimed that they alone were the favoured of the gods. In the pictures before us we saw ranting priests - as now - purveying their own brand of salvation. At a price! Priests of each sect taught that it was a "holy duty" to kill the enemy. Almost in the same breath they preached that Mankind throughout the world were brothers. The illogicality of brother killing brother did not occur to them.

We saw great wars fought, with most of the casualties (sårede) being civilians. The armed forces, safe behind their armour, were mostly safe. The aged, the women and children, those who did not fight, were the ones to suffer. We saw glimpses of scientists working in laboratories, working to produce even deadlier weapons, working to produce bigger and better bugs to drop on the enemy. One sequence of pictures showed a group of thoughtful men planning what they termed a "Time Capsule" (tidskapsel)(what we called "The Cave of the Ancients"), wherein they could store for later generations working models of their machines and a complete, pictorial record of their culture and lack of it. Immense machines excavated the living rock. Hordes of men installed the models and the machines. We saw the cold light spheres hoisted in place, inert radio-active substances giving off light for millions of years. Inert in that it could not harm humans, active in that the light would continue almost until the end of Time itself.

We found that we could understand the language, then the explanation was shown, that we were obtaining the "speech" telepathically. Chambers such as this, or "Time Capsules", were concealed beneath the sands of Egypt, beneath a pyramid in South America, and at a certain spot in Siberia. Each place was marked by the symbol of the times; the Sphinx. We saw the great statues of the Sphinx, which did not originate in Egypt, and we received an explanation of its form. Man and animals talked and worked together in those far-off days. The cat was the most perfect animal for power and intelligence. Man himself is an animal, so the Ancients made a figure of a large cat body to indicate power and endurance, and upon the body they put the breasts and head of a woman. The head was to indicate human intelligence and reason, while the breasts indicated that Man and Animal could draw spiritual and mental nourishment each from the other. That Symbol was then as common as is Statues of Buddha, or the Star of David, or the Crucifix at the present day.

We saw oceans with great floating cities, which moved from land to land. In the sky floated equally large craft which moved without sound. Which could hover, and almost instantly flash into stupendous speed. On the surface' vehicles moved some inches above the ground itself, sup-ported in the air by some method which we could not determine. Bridges stretched across the cities carrying on slender cables what appeared to be roadways. As we watched we saw a vivid flash in the sky, and one of the largest bridges collapsed into a tangle of girders and cables. Another flash, and most of the city itself vanished into incandescent gas. Above the ruins towered a strangely evil-looking red cloud, roughly in the shape of a mushroom - miles high.

Our pictures faded, and we saw again the group of men who had planned the "Time Capsules". They had decided that now was the time to seal them. We saw the ceremonies, we saw the "stored memories" being fitted into the machine. We heard the speech of farewell which told us - "The People of the Future, if there be any!" - that Mankind was about to destroy itself, or such seemed probable, "and within these vaults (hvelv) are stored such records of our achievements and follies (dårskap) as may benefit those of a future race who have the intelligence to discover it, and having discovered it, be able to understand it."

The telepathic voice faded out, the picture screen turned black. We sat in silence, stupefied (forbløffet) by what we had seen. Later, as we sat, the light grew again and we saw that it was actually coming from the walls of that room.

We rose and looked about us. This Hall was also littered (ligge strødd utover i..) with machines and there were many models of cities and bridges, all formed of some kind of stone or of some type of metal - the nature of which we were unable to determine. Certain of the exhibits were protected by some quite transparent material which baffled us. It was not glass; we just did not know what the stuff was, all we knew was that it effectively prevented us from touching some of the models. Suddenly we all jumped; a baleful red eye was watching us, winking at us. I was prepared to run for it when my Guide the Lama Mingyar Dondup strode over to the machine with the red eye. He looked down at it and touched the handles. The red eye vanished. Instead on a small screen we saw a picture of another room leading from the Main Hall. Into our brains came a message, "As you leave, go to the room (???) where you will find materials with which to seal any opening through which you entered. If you have not reached the stage of evolution where you can work our machines, seal this place and leave it intact for those who will come later."

Silently we filed out into the third room, the door of which opened at our approach. It contained many carefully sealed canisters and a "picture-thought" machine, which described for us how we might open the canisters and seal the Cave entrance. We sat upon the floor and discussed that which we had seen and experienced. "Wonderful! Wonderful!" said a lama. "Don't see anything wonderful in it," said I, brashiy. "We could have seen all that by looking at the Akashic Record. Why should we not look at those time-stream pictures and see what happened after this place was sealed up?" The others turned enquiringly to the senior of the party, the Lama Mingyar Dondup. He nodded slightly and remarked, "Sometimes our Lobsang shows glimmerings of intelligence! Let us compose ourselves and see what happened, for I am as curious as you." We sat in a rough circle, each facing in, and with our fingers interlocked in the appropriate pattern. My Guide started the necessary breathing rhythm and we all followed his lead. Slowly We lost our Earth identities and became as one floating in the Sea of Time. All that has ever happened can be seen by those who have the ability to consciously go into the astral and return - conscious - with the knowledge gained. Any scene in history, from an age no matter how remote, can be seen as if one were actually there.

I remembered the first time I had experienced. the "Akashic Record." My Guide had been telling me about such things, and I had replied, "Yes, but what is it? How does it work? How can one get in touch with things that have passed, that are finished and gone?" "Lobsang!" he had replied, "you will agree that you have a memory. You can remember what happened yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that. With a little training you can remember everything that has happened in your life, you can, with training remember even the process of being born. You can have what we term 'total recall' and that will take your memory back to before you were born. The Akashic Record is merely the 'memory' of the whole world. Everything that has ever happened on this Earth can be 'recalled' in just the same way as you can remember past events in your life. There is no magic involved, but we will deal with that and hypnotism - a closely related subject at a later date."

With our training it was easy indeed to select the point at which the Machine had faded out its pictures. We saw the procession of men and women, notables of that time no doubt, file out of the Cave. Machines with vast arms slid (skjøv)what appeared to be half a mountain over the entrance. The cracks and crevices (sprekkene..) where surfaces met were carefully sealed, and the group of people and the workmen went away. Machines rolled into the distance and for a time, some months, the scene was quiet. We saw a high priest standing on the steps of an immense Pyramid, exhorting (formanende) his listeners to war. The pictures impressed upon the Scrolls of Time rolled on, changed, and we saw the opposing camp. Saw the leaders ranting and raving. Time moved on. We saw streaks of white vapour in the blue of the skies, and then those skies turned red. The whole world trembled and shook. We, watching, experienced vertigo. The darkness of the night fell over the world. Black clouds, shot with vivid flames, rolled around the whole globe. Cities flamed briefly and were gone.

Across the land surged the raging seas. Sweeping all before it, a giant wave, taller than the tallest building had been, roared across the land, its crest bearing aloft the flotsam of a dying civilization. The Earth shook and thundered in agony (pine), great chasms (kløfter) appeared and closed again like the gaping maws of a giant. The mountains waved like willow twigs in a storm, waved, and sank beneath the seas. Land masses rose from the waters and became mountains. The whole surface of the world was in a state of change, of continuous motion. A few scattered survivors, out of millions, fled shrieking to the newly risen mountains. Others, afloat in ships that somehow survived the upheaval, reached the high ground and fled into any hiding place they could find. The Earth itself stood still, stopped its direction of rotation, and then turned in the opposite direction. Forests flashed from trees to scattered ash in the twinkling of an eye. The surface of the Earth was desolate (øde; ødslig; fortapt; ensom og forlatt), ruined, charred to a black crisp. Deep in holes, or in the lava tunnels of extinct volcanoes, a scattered handful of Earth's population, driven insane by the catastrophe, cowered and gibbered in their terror. From the black skies fell a whitish substance, sweet to the taste, sustaining of life.

In the course of centuries the Earth changed again; the seas were now land, and the lands that had becn were now seas. A low lying plain had its rocky walls cracked and sundered, and the waters rushed in to form the Sea now known as the Mediterranean. Another sea nearby sank through a gap in the sea bed, and as the waters left and the bed dried, the Sahara Desert was formed. Over the face of the Earth wandered wild tribes who, by the light of their camp fires, told of the old legends, told of the Flood, of Lemuria, and Atlantis. They told, too, of the day the Sun Stood Still.

The Cave of the Ancients lay buried in the silt (slam) of a halfdrowned world. Safe from intruders, it rested far beneath the surface of the land. In course of time, fast-running streams would wash away the silt, the debris, and allow the rocks to stand forth in the sunlight once more. At last, heated by the sun and cooled by a sudden icy shower, the rock face would split with thunderous noise and we would be able to enter.

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M.A.D CapeBretoner

and than WE WILL GET A FREAKEN CLUE WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT ???

how can you say that .when you have no freaken clue about the mother and father

if you wait for the son to try to understand you'll sucking hindtit.

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M.A.D CapeBretoner

i can't comment on lobsang rampa i don't know his work. or i havent read it yet.

the son will come when the father is acknowleged,and he will be seen as proof

of the father for he is on the righthand side.

if you can hear what i say and understand you will know.you must asend that latter lights to the father to be one with our god .

but it is through jesus that you must go for he showed the way.

and i'm not talking about any churches or any religon ,for they came forth by man.with there books of knowledge.

it is christ that came forth by god as his only son.with his book of life.

with the mother you find self the root that is i'am,and with the father you asend that that is i'am .

and when harmonie is between the mother and father you will see the son in you ,which the holy spirit gives form , so you are one with god.

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M.A.D CapeBretoner

lets get back to atlantis ,but on the west side of the capital island.

the reson i'am so much on the mother father and son is because this is life

the only truth that i know.

and when comming across atlantis in life, i'am finding the root in me were i stood in the begining.

and i know this is in truth because this is my fathers house that i'am in,because this is were my forfathers walked,worked,and worshiped in life for many generations.

in these two valley's that make one , the big picture of life can be seen

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this is from the west and goes much higher than just the belt of orion,

for the head is on the left and the arm is on the right.

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M.A.D CapeBretoner

as in life back then to as it is now,its all about the refextion of.

as in heaven as on earth,in truth they are one.

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aquatus1

Moved to a more appropriate forum.

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M.A.D CapeBretoner

Moved to a more appropriate forum.

i'am not a man of many words but please explaine the move?

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M.A.D CapeBretoner

why one would look at any other place but cape breton as the one place to find atlantis is beyond me .

that was then and this is now like being born again ,out of the old comes the new.

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