Fall of The Roman Empire

The current world wars being played out, are similar to the fall of the Roman Empire, and in some way give us hope that we will be able to establish a world based on peace and mutual cooperation after the Empire has fallen into ashes. The similarities between the old and the new Empires are astonishing. I watched some of the Google video's on the Secret Nazi UFO's, and old footage of the Third Reich. People carrying the Roman battle standards, the architecture, the beliefs, the pagan gods and the occult lodges. In one video it was suggested that Von Braun was also working for the Americans very early on during the war. Apparently the Ultra-Secret German and American projects shared the same scientists, the same plans and the same manufacturing base, while the war was going on... The money earned from the sale of weapons to all sides financed the secret projects.

The ideals of the Nazi Occult Empire were transferred to America after the war (Project Paperclip), and the continuation of occult ideologies were perpetuated in hidden forms throughout all areas of American commerce, government, and financial institutions. It is clear that the global elite behind the destruction of Germany are behind the current destruction of the United States. Today, no one disputes that the burning of the Reichstag in Berlin was carried out by the Nazis in order to seize political power. The government buildings were burned down shortly before the German elections. This is a clear occult symbol, the old was burned, destroyed in fire (Agni) - and the new Phoenix (Hitler's Nazis) were to arise from the ashes.

The German people did not vote Hitler and the Nazi party into power after the burning of the Reichstag. The Nazis did not get the political majority they desired. The Catholic Centre party and the Conservatives joined with Hitler to pass the legislation giving Hitler dictatorial powers (the SPD socialist party was outlawed). Knowing the German people, I doubt that Germany would have become a communist slave society, as happened in Russia. For the Nazis the fire portrayed evidence of a convenient enemy.

At the time of early Rome Augustus defeated Mark Antony (27BC) and reorganised the Roman Republic into the Roman Empire. Some historians argue that Julius Ceasar's appointment as perpetual dictatorship (44BC), was the beginning of the Roman Empire. The fall of the Roman Empire came as the Eastern and Western Empires fought to establish dominance of their own territories. At every corner of the globe Rome had to exercise military power to try to maintain control of its resources. Until then the Empire had existed only because widespread struggles and wars were not breaking out.

At the end of the Roman Empire regions not only began to resent being controlled by the Romans, they rebelled. And the rebellions spread to every corner of the Empire. Local military commanders rebelled, as will happen in the Middle East. The Americans and British maintain a military presence in Iraq today to prevent the Iraqi government aligning itself with Iran. It is the same in Afganistan. The soldiers of the Romans legions did not want to endlessly live in lands far from home, and so the local populations were used to police the various regions by creating Roman soldiers out of the indigenous populations. This meant that local populations eventually had command of Roman armaments, supplies, military styles and strategies. These well equipped armies later turned against their masters as commanders and regional strategists conspired to get rid of the Romans.

Why pay taxes to Rome? The taxes would be paid to local government leaders, to local regional leaders and used for regional military governments. It is the same question in the Middle East. Why be economic slaves to the West? Why should western powers control local and regional resources? Why should they control governments? Who are they to come into another sovereign state and control what goes on there? It's the fall of the Roman Empire all over again, and as the Empire falls it becomes increasingly violent, it attempts to do through military might what it cannot do through mutual agreement.

American and British soldiers will eventually get annoyed at being deployed overseas for longer periods of time. They will want to go home. The clock is ticking, time is running out. When the western military powers finally hand over control to the local forces, the local forces will rebel, they will ask: Why are we being controlled from the West? They will turn around and seek to establish local and regional control of the resources. Exactly as happened during the last days of the Roman Empire.

The barbarians who fought their way to Rome were well trained by the Romans themselves, and they knew how to payback what was due. There was no way the Roman Empire could maintain ongoing control through expensive mililtary campaigns across the Western and Eastern Empires. The regional powers had simply waited, built up their powers and had prepared for the rebellions, that soon spread like wildfire from region to region.

The reason the British foreign office are tearing out their hair, is because they know control cannot be affected through brute force, bombing, killing, genocide... Bush and Blair have done more in the past month to destroy diplomacy than all the Middle Eastern wars combined. Silently, the whole Arab world have decided this cannot continue. The effects of these decisions will be seen across the Middle East over the next two generations as the small children who survive the brutal killings bring up their children and their grandchildren. It is over this time that the greatest changes will occur. The Romans never considered that their brutality would bring its own natural fallout. They simply assumed that they would continue to rule as the most powerful global force. Whereas the most powerful global force is cooperation, not military might. Fall of The Roman Empire

Doris Lessing: On Dreams & The Ending of Empires
BILL MOYERS: But dreams are not rubbish.

DORIS LESSING: They're rubbish if they lead you to very unrealistic actions. That's what's bad about them. If you're dreaming about wonderful Utopias, and great horizons, and great dawns and all that, you're not really seeing what's there, and what could be done.

BILL MOYERS: Well, of course, you spent a lot of time trying to undo the British Empire. And I would say that you were successful. You and history.

DORIS LESSING: You know, when I was a girl, the idea that the British Empire could ever end was absolutely inconceivable. And it just disappeared, like all the other empires. You know, when people talk about the British Empire, they always forget that all the European countries had empires. You know, the French, and the Portuguese, and the Dutch, and you name it, excepting Germans, because they lost theirs. But they all had empires. And that's one of the themes of the BILL MOYERS: The sweetest dream?
Do you ever stop writing?

No State Without Water

Humans have lived from the earliest times, before Greece, until today inside collective group enclaves. "A country or part of a country lying wholly within the boundaries of another." In real terms we are a collective of cultures living within the collective boundaries of a greater shared culture. In essence we are the human race. The smallest enclave (a village) lies at the center of ever increasing circles. There is the land surrounding the village, beyond that are agreed upon human territories, there are larger interests identified as 'a nation', and there are whole continents shared by the enclaves of different national and cultural identities. There is the whole earth, and we all share that as a human collective. What is done in one part of the greater body of the earth effects the whole. The planet earth is an enclave within a shared system of orbiting planetary bodies. The sun lies at the center. The earth's solar system is an enclave within a much larger galaxy, to which the sun and planets are intimately connected. The galaxy we are a part of is and enclave within a much larger universe.

From the smallest local farm, to the village, to the local territory, to the state - all parts need water. There is no food without water. It is obvious to state that all life on earth depends on sunlight, including plants and animals. However, sunlight cannot be divided up amongst people and owned by a single party in the way that water resources can. Sunlight is what it is, and it is beyond the control of local and national boundaries. Water, is a much needed and valuable resource that can be controlled by local and/or national enclaves. Water is a territorial resource for those who depend on it for their existence.

All states at every level depend on water for their existence. The state can be defined in terms of 10 people, or 10 thousand people, or 10 million people. Large or small, they all depend on water for their continued survival. Water is food, water is life. If you do not have water you cannot grow food, and you yourself cannot live. There is no state without water, there is no national identity without water. This is a fact. Water flows through all local, state and national boundaries. It is the elixir of life.

You can have any nation in the world making any kind of claim, and they can be the most powerful in terms of military might; but only because they have water. If the most powerful military nation in the world rapidly lost its water supply, all the oil in the universe would not help it to survive. If you sit on top of billions of tons of oil and you have no water, you are dead. If you have enough weapons to destroy the world ten times over and you have no water...

It is the most valuable resource, people cannot live without it, communities cannot exist without it and states are totally dependant on it for their future existence. So, if you have a group of people sitting in the middle of a dried up desert and the water exists all round them, but outside the area they are sitting in the middle of... Then that group will have to secure the distant water supplies if they are to continue. Water is the state. It is only unfortunate that water is unable to transmit its nature to humans, that of a free flowing nature devoid of national and territorial boundaries. The nature of a free mind.

I was born in a water rich country: Scotland. Obviously, if I were part of a group enclave who were discussing where to build a new community, the first thing on my mind would be the water. Where is the water resource, where do we get the water from? otherwise there is no community. If someone said to me that we go a few hundred kilometers North and East for the water, I would say to them: "You are kidding! Right!" If I was part of establishing a new cultural center in the middle of a desert and my advisors told me that our future water supplies lay far to the North in a land inhabited by people who also need that water. Then I would look at my advisor and say: "You are kidding me, right!"

So, what would I do? Plan a future occupation of those lands far to the North in order to ensure my little group in the middle of the desert has water? How many people do I need for this? Thousands? Tens of thousands? How many years of wars? How many thousands of deaths so that my little group can supply itself with water form lands inhabited by other people? Do I have that many soldiers? Do I want that many soldiers? What am I creating? Am I creating a cultural center or a military camp for future wars? I guess I would decide not to go down that road, unless I was insane and then maybe I would not care?
A Journey Through The History of Water

Caves of Illusion

I was reading somewhere that Israel's bombardment of Lebanon aims to force the Lebanese Government to send troops south to guard the border between Lebanon and Israel. Apparently, until the Lebanese Government can act, the bombardment from Israel will continue. Fortunately, the UN decided today to begin the process of deploying UN peacekeepers along the border between Israel and Lebanon - in order to help meet the war demands of Israel. The border would be secure, attacks would be prevented and Israel could stop bombing Lebanese towns, cities, roads, bridges, petrol stations, airports, power stations and civilian vehicles. At the moment it sounds like a valid move to stop the escalation of an already overheated, war... But, strangely no! Israel have made it clear that there will be no deployment of UN forces in the south of Lebanon. Reading this caused me to go do some research. Apart from the fact that Israel most probably have their eye on the waters of the Litani river, I discovered that this present conflict could possibly be part of a cave dweller type plan to fool the International community and secure the borders of a 'greater Israel.' Who Knows?

This is the Map of Greater Israel submitted by the World Zionist Organization soon after the end of WWI. The "Jewish state" was founded on an ancient Biblical map, and Israel still refuse to declare its borders in favor of future expansion.

The Biblical map, extends its borders around the occupied West Bank (including occupied East Jerusalem), occupied Gaza Strip, southern Lebanon, the western parts of Jordan, and southern Syria including the occupied Golan Heights.

Ben-Gurion "had a dream" to annex southern Lebanon to the "Jewish state", and to establish a Christian state north of the Litani River. 'The Muslims rule of Lebanon is artificial and easily undermined. A Christian state ought to be set up whose southern borders would be Litani River. Then we'll form an alliance with it." In the coming years he repeated this idea, and according to Moshe Sharett, Moshe Dayan (who was Israeli's chief of staff in the early 1950s) responded favorably to this idea and who according to Sharett said: "In his [Dayan] view, all we need to do is to find a Christian Lebanese officer, perhaps no higher than a captain, and win him over or buy him with money, so that he would declare himself the savior of Maronite population. Then the Israel army would enter Lebanon, occupy the territory in question and establish a Christian government which would form an alliance with Israel." Sharett himself considered this an "awful" idea.

Ben-Gurion clearly never believed in static borders, but dynamic ones as described in the Bible. He stated during a discussion with his aides: "Before the founding of the state, on the eve of its creation, our main interests was self-defense. To a large extent, the creation of the state was an act of self-defense. Many think that we're still at the same stage. But now the issue at hand is conquest, not self-defense. As for setting the borders - it's an open-ended matter. In the Bible as well as in our history, there all kinds of definitions of the country's borders, so there's no real limit. No border is absolute. If it's a desert - it could just as well be the other side. If it's sea, it could also be across the sea. The world has always been this way. Only the terms have changed. If they should find a way of reaching other stars, well then, perhaps the whole earth will no longer suffice."

Well, maybe I am missing something? But from my own observations of life many of us may want many things; but we cannot always get what we want - especially when it is unrealistic in terms of everyday life. What are they going to do? Wipe out all the people living in Lebanon and Syria? Nuke them? Bomb them? Poison them? Drive them into the sea? Because, it seems the people already living in Lebanon are getting in the way of an unrealistic cave dwellers impression of what one can and cannot do in terms of living with ones neighbours in a country facing future severe water shortages. Nuke the water supply and who can drink the water?

The Starfish

From The Lifespring Foundation

A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and spent much of his time exploring the seashore. One day he learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.

The day of the tide, he went down to the beach and began picking up stranded starfish and throwing them back into the sea. An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what he was doing. "I'm saving the starfish," the boy proudly declared.

When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish, he shook his head and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you young man, but if you look down the beach one way, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look down the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."

The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up a starfish, tossed it out into the ocean and said, "I sure made a difference for that one."

Everybody Goes © 2003 - 2005

Free Energy Of The Heart

Looking carefully around at how people generally behave I began to consider is human behaviour a product of the society, or is the society a product of human behaviour? Leaving the philosphical for a moment, I walked into town to buy a loaf of bread. Practical and simple in execution, one would imagine ...

The lady serving was alone and I waited patiently in line, behind the two people ahead of me. I am not the kind of person who tramples and boxes others out of the way. I have and show a respect for life, living according to an ancient principle: "Do unto others." And, no! I am not and have never been a soldier for religion or religious practices. I simply am!

Life is all around us. A living intelligence. A mirror. Actually life is a living holographic mirror. We walk around in bodies, but we are more than the sum of our parts. I was not thinking about the implications that we make society and that society is a product of who we are. I was waiting for bread. Life had other ideas in mind. Within its holographic mind, which is also part of our consciousness.

The lady serving the bread was a bit stressed, as she had to serve people coffee and heat snacks. Plus she was alone and more people were arriving. New people arriving began to push forward and a string reaction followed of everyone wanting to be first. That was when I began to pay attention and consider who we are, what are our values and why does brutality exist at all?

This world is a pretty brutal place. To get ahead one has to push and elbow ones way to the top, especially when one does not have the skills to make things work any other way. Sort of like the new German Government that is presently trying to form a "coalition". Nikola Tesla dropped into oblivion, while scientists like Albert Einstein were hailed as "geniuses". I wonder if truly skilled and gifted men elbow their way into position? Probably not!

As I waited to buy my bread the small amount of people grew to nine and then ten. They came from all sides and they all wanted to be first. So, I waited. I was watching the woman trying to serve them all under stress. No one seemed to question their behaviour, none of the people seemed to be aware of themselves. No one seemed to be aware that the woman serving was a human being. I watched the fanatical crowd of: "I want", and I was looking at society broken into its individual parts.

I sense that the only fanatical religion is: "I want." Give it what clothing and ideology you want, but the fundamental motivation grinding the mind into fanatical obediance is - I want!

There came a point where the lady serving the bread was able to turn to me and ask me what I want. In that moment an ugly voice screamed over from a far corner that it was to be served next. An argument was about to ensue, but not from me ... when I suggested that the ugly voice be served and finished and that we all remain calm ... after all why get upset and argue? At which point I said to the lady serving it is best to be of good heart and not get drawn into others peoples misery. In other words: "Stay out of it". In this way I was able to deactivate violence with good spirits and a calm mind.

The fact is that stress and causing stress in others, can and does cause disease. Not only psychological disease, which is obvious, but physical disease. I would imagine that one person with goodness in their heart can transform sickness into health. The current problem for mankind is that there are so few of us around. The difficulty for most people is that goodness is not the word and is not an intellectual concept, but is a state of mind arising out of a state of heart.

When goodness and a gentle heart can bring peace to a situation, why do we choose violence? It was the same sickness at work when Tesla was working to create what he called: Free energy. By this he meant that his inventions could store natural and abundant supplies of energy from the earth and transmit that energy to every house. The energy is available. It is everywhere and all around you. It is the same energy we humans gather in order to do good. But because people have separated themselves from the earths intelligence, otherwise known as love, their behaviour and unlimately that of society has fallen into disrepair.

Humans have become so mean and so greedy that everything is dying around us, fresh water supplies are drying up, farmland is turning to desert ... and the physical earth conditions are beginning to reflect (or mirror) the humans themselves. Towns and cities have become cancerous growths on the face of the earth, rather than places of beauty. It seems to be a touch of irony that the one creature on earth that has glass mirrors in every home has grown to be the ugliest of all the earths creatures. Beatuy is a harmonic of the heart. Dis-resonance can only be corrected by the entity feeding the signal out into the aether.

Behind the eyes of the brutal people I saw fear, and a kind of madness. I saw trapped spirits gorging themselves on material wealth and forgetting that the soul exists. I saw beings walking through life in human bodies, who have forgotten that they are first and foremost beings of spirit and that the physical reality is the vehicle allowing them to experience these worlds. We are time travellers who periodically inhabit physical existence. Who periodically forget that we are who we are.

Crystal Bones

Atlantis According To Plato

O Solon, Solon, you Hellenes are never anything but children, and there is not an old man among you. Solon in return asked him what he meant. "I mean to say," he replied, "that in mind you are all young; there is no old opinion handed down among you by ancient tradition, nor any science which is hoary with age. And I will tell you why."

"There have been, and will be again, many destructions of mankind arising out of many causes; the greatest have been brought about by the agencies of fire and water, and other lesser ones by innumerable other causes. There is a story, which even you have preserved, that once upon a time Paethon, the son of Helios, having yoked the steeds in his father's chariot, because he was not able to drive them in the path of his father, burnt up all that was upon the earth, and was himself destroyed by a thunderbolt. Now this has the form of a myth, but really signifies a declination of the bodies moving in the heavens around the earth, and a great conflagration of things upon the earth, which recurs after long intervals; at such times those who live upon the mountains and in dry and lofty places are more liable to destruction than those who dwell by rivers or on the seashore. And from this calamity the Nile, who is our never-failing savior, delivers and preserves us.

"When, on the other hand, the gods purge the earth with a deluge of water, the survivors in your country are herdsmen and shepherds who dwell on the mountains, but those who, like you, live in cities are carried by the rivers into the sea. Whereas in this land, neither then nor at any other time, does the water come down from above on the fields, having always a tendency to come up from below; for which reason the traditions preserved here are the most ancient. The fact is, that wherever the extremity of winter frost or of summer does not prevent, mankind exist, sometimes in greater, sometimes in lesser numbers. And whatever happened either in your country or in ours, or in any other region of which we are informed ~ if there were any actions noble or great or in any other way remarkable, they have all been written down by us of old, and are preserved in our temples.

"Whereas just when you and other nations are beginning to be provided with letters and the other requisites of civilized life, after the usual interval, the stream from heaven, like a pestilence, comes pouring down, and leaves only those of you who are destitute of letters and education; and so you have to begin all over again like children, and know nothing of what happened in ancient times, either among us or among yourselves. As for those genealogies of yours which you just now recounted to us, Solon, they are no better than the tales of children.

"In the first place you remember a single deluge only, but there were many previous ones; in the next place, you do not know that there formerly dwelt in your land the fairest and noblest race of men which ever lived, and that you and your whole city are descended from a small seed or remnant of them which survived. And this was unknown to you, because, for many generations, the survivors of that destruction died, leaving no written word. For there was a time, Solon, before the great deluge of all, when the city which now is Athens was first in war and in every way the best governed of all cities, is said to have performed the noblest deeds and to have had the fairest constitution of any of which tradition tells, under the face of heaven."

Solon marveled at his words, and earnestly requested the priests to inform him exactly and in order about these former citizens. "You are welcome to hear about them, Solon," said the priest, "both for your own sake and for that of your city, and above all, for the sake of the goddess who is the common patron and parent and educator of both our cities. She founded your city a thousand years before ours, receiving from the Earth and Hephaestus the seed of your race, and afterwards she founded ours, of which the constitution is recorded in our sacred registers to be eight thousand years old.

Siriusly! We Are Not Alone!

THE FOUR WINDS RETURN

High upon a mountain peak, not seen by the world below, sat the Four Winds. Long had it been since the council had met. The job of watching over The People had kept the Winds busy for uncountable years, but now the days were drawing to a close, and the council convened.

Unole Sakonige-i, the North Wind, was first to speak, “True were the words of Creator, wise was His counsel to withhold our anger. I did not foresee that the people would grow so strong in a land once dark with their blood,” said North Wind, standing with his gaze taking in the American Continent, black cloak flapping in the breeze. He sat down enveloped in a dark cloud.

East Wind, Unole Gigage, stood next to speak. She was dressed in dancing flames of light, a smile streamed from her face, “I would not have thought it. In the end our people are more numerous than in the beginning, they are proud, and they are strong.” From her eyes shot out great beams of light. Flashing from one scene to the next: a gathering of elders on the Navaho reservation, a large pow-wow in Kansas, an Indian family setting down to dinner in Missouri, a light-skinned Indian in Michigan sending smoke and prayers up to the Creator, a group of Indians camping out in Kentucky, an American Indian rally in New York, another in Washington, and a Convention in Delaware. These and many more images flashed across the minds of the Four Unole, as East Wind spoke not only out loud, but into their minds as well.

After a time, Unole Unega, South Wind, arose to speak to the other Winds. “Brother and Sisters,” he began, with flames dancing about his feet and playing in his hair. “Once I wished nothing more than to kill every white-skin on Turtle Island, I now stand astonished and abashed. Who would have thought these whites who once wished to drive our people into the sea, would come to love the Red People, to write books, tell about them in more ways than can be counted. Others would champion the cause of the People, some would risk life and wealth for the People—and these the children of those who once wanted only to steal from The People.” Unole Unega said, smiling a great glaring smile that soon washed out his face with its bright light.

Last to arise was Grandmother West Wind, Unole Gvhage-i. “My heart once was broken by the tear-stained faces of my children. How I longed to take them into my arms, and to wash away their grief,” she said, leaning upon a curly black stick as her long gray hair swam around in the currents of air. “Creator is truly wise. He could see this time, the time beyond our grief and anguish. The people have gathered, and dispersed across Turtle Island, they have blended into the colors of the rainbow—yet I can recognize them, whether their skin is black as night, or pale as flour. I watch them grow and smile, holding their heads high in knowledge of who they are, and no man takes this from them. I have dreamed of this time when Turtle Island will

All four Unole arose at the sound of a mighty horn. All four smiled as the sky was alight with their kindred Winds that swept the Earth and Turtle Island. All four raised hands in worship as Unehlanvhi descended upon the world.

BLUE SNAKE SAPONI CHIEF
He sat high upon a rocky shelf on a cold spring morning. The small, hot fire burned nearly smokeless beside him. The fire was unable to take away the chill; it certainly had no power to remove the chill from his heart.

Blue Snake (Asoti Wageni1), chief of a band of about thirty Saponi Indians, tried to draw strength this cold morning from the Great God (Itani Einga). Blue Snake needed strength for his people; he did not have any for himself—much less for his tribe.

Last fall, in the time of falling leaves, his band had numbered nearly one hundred and fifty members. Sickness and disease over the winter (wanei) had decimated his people.

Blue Snake liked to come to this sacred place to pray, he liked to watch the eagles soar over the valley below. Somehow coming here gave him hope he did not feel when looking into the faces of his dying people. He banished that thought, it had no power to help him, hope was what he needed today. First he took his decorated flute out of the leather bundle he carried. He placed the appropriate fingers upon the holes in the cedar flute, and played away the melancholy he felt within. That mournful sound rose upon the gentle morning breeze, melting away the sadness of the chief, even as the rising sun took away the chill in his body.

He was silent then for a time, but smiled as he saw an eagle drifting upon the warming air currents in the distance. He stoked the fire that had nearly gone out, then replaced the flute in the bundle, and took the sacred pipe out of the bundle on the rock ledge. He held the sacred pipe up toward the Sun above: “Great God (Itani Einga), I hold this pipe, the sacred “mouth stone—ihenstek” up before you. I am the chief of a small people, a tribe that has fallen like the leaves at the end of summer. I seek your blessing as we leave this place, and look for a new home on Mother Earth (Ina Amani).” Blue Snake, chief of his Saponi people lit the pipe and drew smoke. He sent the smoke to carry his prayers to the Creator above.

He sat for he knew not how long. But just as had happened once before, a vision came to the chief. He sat in a trance and watched the vision scroll before his eyes: White people floated upon the water as pollen. Like pollen from every tree in the forest they covered the vast lake that the chief looked upon. He could see some tiny Islands on the lake, upon those Islands were a few scattered cedar trees. In his vision he watched the sky darken, a storm quickly rose up and pounded the lake with a hard rain. The White pollen upon the lake danced around as the rain struck. The cedar trees bent beneath the fierce winds that swept the lake and the Islands. The White pollen began to cluster about the edge of the Islands as if for protection from the storm. For a time Blue Snake feared the cedar trees might topple over in the storm, but they stood fast. As quickly as it came, the vision ended.

Chief Blue Snake pondered the vision for awhile upon that rocky ledge. The birds were singing around him, and the sky was bright and clear over his head. He nodded in understanding as he gathered his sacred bundle and made his way back toward his tribe below. The Great God (Itani Einga) had showed him what he feared, and had given him courage to face it.

It was time to join the other remnant bands at Roanoke. His people gathered their few belongings, they prayed at the gravesides of the family and friends they had to leave behind in Mother Earth. Then as always, The People set their course to face the challenges before them, and to fight for their place on Turtle Island.

Copyright © 2001 Karlton Douglas. All rights reserved

A Society Built On Water

Regardless of individual political, social and religious belief, each of us lives in a world where we need air to breathe, water to drink and food to eat. Against the backdrop of these basic needs humans struggle to hold onto and control the basic essential resources on this earth. Wars are fought to maintain control of these resources. Although fights break out over the ownership of gold reserves, oil and gas fields ... without water you can own all the oil fields you want and you will soon die.

For example, if an invading army suddenly faced a drought so vast that not a drop of water could be found anywhere, there is no invading army - they will have to leave or die together with the local population. If oil and gas reserves were found worldwide and food harvests fell by two-thirds, food would become more important than oil. We can live without oil and gas, but we cannot live without water, food and air.

It does not matter whether a tribe calls itself Isra, Araba, Scotia, Hindra or Akkada as they all need water and food regardless of the tribes name. The struggle to have water reserves and arable land have nothing to do with the name of your tribe. At the end of the day air is air, water is water and food is food. At the end of the day the collective are simply humans who will die without basic resources. I can carry a banner announcing that I am Mar from the planet Mars and still I am simply an individual with basic needs. I need a shelter built from the bones of the earth to protect me, I need to be able to feed myself and without water I wont even have the energy to build myself a shelter never mind go out and find food.

Without water the food I need wont grow. Without water those who depend on animals wont find any animals. The armies of Rome would not have walked very far if they were starving to death. War is the privelege of those who have the energy and the reources to fight. When Napolean marched his armies into Russia the people fled and hid, taking their food with them and destroying the crops before they left. The Russians then cut off the supply lines behind the invading army. They had no food.

If the pollution from petrolium dependant technology is creating some kind of imbalance to the planet (not global warming). An imbalance that is so severe that continuing to use petrolium is the most deadly thing we can do. Let's say because it is a killer, but we do not know all the facts. And even as global powers fight over the petrolium addiction the scales have tipped against us and the food chain has been broken ... and we are at the end of the food chain. Which in laymans terms means: First the plankton dies, and the coral, the little fish and the shrimps. The crabs die and the lobsters, the flounders and the cod ... then the bigger fish, the dolphins and the whales. Seabirds die, ducks and the geese. Then other animals get sick: The deer, pigs and cows. Then the land gets sick on top of weather so severe no farmer knows the seasons anymore. Don't forget we are at the end of the food chain, so when the natural chain dies we die too.

Right around the globe people may be called one tribe or another, and argue basic philosophical, social and political ideologies one amongst the other. But we can do that because we still have enough food in our stomachs and enough water to drink. It is more difficult to argue with a dry mouth and no food for the past month.

Our planet is changing its dynamics and to understand what is happening we have to understand the reality of the situation and get in touch with the facts. The chaos that will ensue is not ideological or political, it is a question of the management of resources. The intelligent management of resources is not related to political, ideological or financial gain. The intelligent management of resources is an essential componant of our future survival, and if we do not learn how to balance out our needs in an intelligent way then the human species will not survive, it will go extinct and the earth will get along just fine without us.

Global Warming
It exists, but not due to greenhouse gases. Oceans are heating due to hot spots rotating in the earth's core ... Gary Novak: Nov55