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You’d
never have thought the sea would become impassable for man—
Atlantis sinking caused this, —like a
dead flower into the beautiful Atlantic, in one night, and a half day; no
longer navigable by vessel, like a
dead mound of pulp and mush, cut out
of mud, muck and slush, and
gulfs and eddies; she the Ageless, the
uncontainable—; under a purple Fold, and Archkingdomship, of Angelic Renegades,
passed onto their Sons, Poseidon being one, half-breed: half human, half demon,
and his Wife Cleito the same, an unfamiliar spirit, and his five sets of twins,
who
would rule as Ten Kings for ten-generations: once this Archkingdom,
standing between the Pillars of Hercules,
and seven stone stepped Islands, and the latter, the lands beyond it, were to remain unknown, all
directed by the same decrees of the
Master Creator, the King of Kings,
For
a new epoch of man was to arise, in what was to be called:
the
Garden of Eden.
The
Kings conquered lands like gathering robes, or golden-weaved sandals
for their feet. They snatched Asia,
Europe, and Libya, all the way to Egypt. And then was repelled by Athens.
Eh,
they did not keep state with the Creator. And in a night and day,
he submerged Atlantis forevermore. Cleared a path for Modern Man.
So
think of her kindly, for she will never come into her wits again.
Had
they not lived on warfare, created themselves into gods, mimicked the
Creator, stumbled homeward in the dark
drunk, pitied no one, and yet Very fortunate—; had they not enslaved the world
around them, in their
time which was 900,000-years, opposed
humanity, each man, each Atlantean, would
not have been laying like soaked bread in the Atlantic
waters—
They
loved the evil of the good and mad wine! Murderers—they made the
sun black.
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They
were an anxious people, of high rank, of blood-thirstiness.
They
had outgrown their usefulness, too warlike; if man could hold in his
mind all the conditions at once of these
far-off days, today, of man and War and woman, and civilization, this I do
believe would not persuade him
to stop warring, thus, we have acquired
the Atlantean blood.
Perhaps
when Atlantis sank—I see it now—they are all crying, perpetual
cries, by the mountains, yet should God
save them, they would remain Powerless
to understand, unwilling to be re-involved with peace. Living,
dead, human or not, their world was not
forming but rather fixed, and descending, no longer useful for man, God, or
nature.
Perhaps
Mesoamerica grew out of the roots of sunken Atlantis; perchance,
the Druids unadorned history links them
to the ancient docks of Atlantis: to the moats of Atlantis. As the Mayan and
Aztec and the Toltec’s,
are the survivors of this lost
civilization. Who’s to say, all this alludes Egypt, I do believe, as it would
have Plato who got his hypotheses, for his
authoritive myth.
The
Atlantean era, the 4th ‘Root Race’ now the ‘Aryan Race’ (her own
race);
destroyed themselves through war and
psychic powers and
supernatural powers. Now Atlantis was humped like a dead camel, in
a Muddy and stretched out gave.
She
needed to live greatly and be heard, like Confucius, and Muhammad,
and Buddha, and Rumi, and alike, in so doing quieted love,
for love of Herself, not the people outside of Atlantis, she would not do it.
For power
she would do it; but not be content
long.
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Truth
or fiction, no matter how you wear it, too closely, or too distant, it
smells like an element of foamed-wet
granite, sea-fangs under her Summit,
now, in the smelt waters of the Atlantic; point: Atlantis has a
message for modern man, no matter how
you see it, and the message Is something like this: the governments today, need to examine their
ideas
of power; it is more worthwhile than
exploring the sea bed for Atlantis.
Just
knowing why Atlantis sank, is good reason to ponder this game of war
and bully-bully, to gain land, to
enslave, to dominate!
Atlantis
failed man, and God, both. If Atlantis is not a warning for man, than
what is it?
God
has cleared a path for man: first it was the Ice Ages, God cleared out
the Mammoths—five million of them; then
sinking of Atlantis, 9,600 B.C., and ridding man of the supernatural; so then onto Adam, and so that
Adam could be placed in the Garden of
Eden. And then came the Great Flood, 4000 B.C., again God got rid of the
giants, and the so called
Neanderthal, or Antediluvian Race, that
lived 1000-years, and had
brains the size of the Neanderthals,
three times humankind’s brain Size; then he sent is son, Jesus down, 3 B.C., to
usher in man’s soul, as
the Roman Empire conquered the world,
making roads, and bridges And all those connections for man to cross over the
known world: bridging
the world all together, once and for all. And now we have
arrived to “The Modern Age”, had these events, or other eras maintained
existence,
we’d not be able to adjust to them, or have
them adjust to us.
Think
not, that God did not take this into consideration, it is too obvious, to
overlook, lest you are blind, or simply
want to be obnoxious to the Creator.
No: 4349 (5-14-2014
