Fascinating info regarding Atlantis and the Sphinx, etc. !!
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Subject: 4-D :: The Living Crystals of Atlantis
From: Mark Hammons 
Date: Tue, 28 Mar 1995 07:26:59 GMT
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(I had thought to title this post "In Praise of Edgar Cayce," which
would drive poor M. Stower into apoplexy, but since Hawass has been
fired I will contain my joy and just cut to the chase.)

Earlier this year I was blessed with a rather unique experience
brought about by a request from one of our illustrious number here
to whom I had offered a Christmas gift of any information I could
obtain for him through the use of my sensibilities.  Such offers
are not made lightly, nor often; and I was frankly very surprised
by his request.  To the near contempt of his wife, I was asked not
for winning lottery numbers but--get this wisdom: "What is in the
hidden chamber located near the Sphinx?"

So, I went to have a look-psee.  I did not expect much, really,
since I had not been curious before.  And to my utter astonishment
I encountered something so wonderful that it has, on reflection,
changed my consciousness.  If it can do this half  a world away,
what the physical presence of the thing can bring about will be
as exciting a discovery as anyone could hope for.

As the time draws upon us for the revelations of the ancient
civilization that we summarize by the label "Atlantis," I must
first stop and pay homage to the great seer Edgar Cayce,
who spent his life giving us glimpses of a vanished world for
which until the future now at hand there would be little tangible
physical evidence; and all of that misidentified or misinterpreted,
either out of ignorance or outright malice.

I did not believe Edgar Cayce for many years.  I could read his words,
like everyone else, but I did not ascribe any more reality to them than
I did Edgar Rice Burroughs.  In fact, I categorized them both simply
as a pleasant read, and that was all.  Nice visions, which could induce
a wistful reverie repleat with images from the now vanished series
of Atlantis-themed movies that sprouted during the 1960s of my
youth.   How simple life used to be, when lasers existed only in
B grade movies, and channels were something selectable on
television (and there were only three!).

Now, I see what is upon us and I am relieved.  Relieved to understand
that someone who worked as hard for others as Edgar Cayce did
by giving over his lifetime to trance states--a sacrifice, yes--to heal
many people he would never meet; and receive largely poverty and
ridicule for his trouble.  I am also relieved to understand that, yes,
my own time can be a fantastic one, where the forces of right
can outweigh the forces of wrong, when the truth can come
irrefutably to light, as is about to happen--indeed has already
happened and we wait only to be informed.

What we call "Atlantis" is a Greek permutation of the sound
"atl."  It is no accident that this same sound survived in the
languages of the New World, either.  It is perhaps the oldest
sound on earth with a continuous meaningful resonance.
Much of the Greek story is true in a sense, but like the earlier
chapters of the Judeo-Christian Bible it is only a shadow of
a former reality.  The ancient Egyptians caught only the
barest echo in their brief associations with the remnants of
what were the "Atlanteans," who were themselves only
the distant descendants of the original settlers of that
now almost vanished island continent.  Only the incorruptible
biological memories of some eels in their yearly progress
from the European mainland to the Sargasso Sea serves
as a living reminder of what was once their spawning estuaries.

The Atlanteans, to use a word, were a race of non-physical
beings in the sense that you are used to the notion of a body.
They were noncorporeal mindstreams, who could project
themselves into the material world.  You can think of them
as "aliens" in that truest of senses, for they were not bipeds
or monopeds.  They floated about with--for lack of a better
phrase--an atmosphere.  And they came to earth for reasons
that we cannot even conceive.  But in time they became
attached to it, to the pleasures of life, moving from one
organic body to another--and they got trapped.  Like an
addiction.

In a narrative sense, they were seeds of a sort, but how do
you talk in mental abstractions about something that was
completely outside such gross and clumsy things as
language?  In any event, what concerns us is their gift,
the lasting presence of their existence on the earth which
is about to come into our hands--and minds.

Atlanteans communicated by images.  Spoken and written
languages appeared only later, when their awareness of
their original noncorporeal states disappeared.  This
happened because they liked sex, basically.  When it is
said that the division of the sexes came only recently,
the cleavage (sorry) of what had been one androgynous
mindstream became two--male and female consciousness,
even though the anthropoids into which they projected
themselves, of course, already possessed these
biological distinctions.

When this division happened, there was a separation from
direct awareness of their former existence.  They became
mired, and as they procreated their abilities became weaker
and weaker (Remember this is a very brief account of what
is vastly more complex and detailed).  Rather than communicate
directly by mind-to-mind actuality, they found themselves
using secondary images--memories.   They still had strong
psi energies--telepathy was to them what television is to
us.   In time, to their horror, they discovered that they could
not contain all the memories that they wanted.

We have just skipped about 50,000 years of history here,
but I am wanting only to talk about what is being dug up
on the Giza plateau.  For a while, Atlantean incarnations
still had flashes of great spiritual power.  It was in the
use of this that the idea of the "living" crystals was
conceived and executed.  Exceedingly pure silicon
was formed with certain trace metallic elements  that
interacted with the electromagnetic field of the earth.
These things were unutterably pure and vibrant.
Their resonance was tuned to such a delicate pitch that
these crystals could be impressed with the contents
of an Atlantean mind--which was still exponentially
more powerful that the current human one.  In effect,
lives could be deposited in these crystals as "memories,"
something akin to a hard drive in our terms.

The living crystals were made during only a brief period
of time, before the decay of the Earth's magnetosphere
because of their other technologies.  While many were
made, and they were housed with the greatest of
reverence, they became in time the source of great
contention--even vast bloodletting.  Finally, most were either
lost, hidden, or destroyed by quakes.  But some few survived and
were retrieved from their hiding places when  it was clear
that the end was near for their ancient civilization.

One of these was taken to Egypt, where it was impressed
with the conscious awareness of all their history, all their
knowledge and what they could of their living culture.  It
is in this sense that the crystal is "living," not that the
crystal itself is biological.  And it is this crystal that is
about to be unearthed.  Merely the presence of the human
minds in contact with it will cause the activation of what
is the equivalent of a radio broadcast.  We will all hear
what the crystal was left to tell us.  No one can hide it,
no one can deny you possession.  Even the attempt
to destroy it will fail, because the crystals are sacred
in the purest sense.  No one can act to destroy it, because
that act is not possible toward the stone.  Perhaps from
this brief description you can see why they were so
valued.

There is no need to learn Atlantean.  If you want, it will
be in your head, full and complete.  And you will know,
through direct perception, what Atlantis was truly about.
You will feel the terrific sadness they felt, the loss and the
depression of failure.  You will have the direct perception
of how they saw the world, and the warning implicit in
their hall of records.  And you will understand the shape
of the great pyramid, what it did, and why it was built.
And you will feel the sadness that I feel, when I realize
that the Golden Age is not a myth, that there once was
a time when death did not walk the earth.  Whatever
part of you that contains remnants of that in your genes
will resonant--and to the ability your are able, you will
be resurrected, even in the flesh.  Surprise, surprise

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"I want to know how God created this world.  I am not interested in this
or that phenomenon.  I want to know His thoughts, the rest are details."
-- Einstein

Goro Adachi  ----   Number56@aol.com
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