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The Australian Atlantis?:
“CS” sent us the following amazing tale:
My discovery was made in 2004 on an island off the coast of Australia. I had already read some material about crystal skulls and I was convinced that if there were any more “genuine” ones on the Earth, the Aboriginal elders would probably know about it. I was on Magnetic Island off the coast of Townsville (central North Queensland) and I met a guy in a hostel. I found out that this guy was living on the island with a friend and he had heard of the crystal skulls too and we got chatting. He said that he wanted to show me something very interesting in the bush but he would need to ask permission from the Aboriginal elders before we went “off the beaten track”. He went away and said that he would meet me in the same place to embark on this bush-walk. Sure enough the following day he turned up saying that it was OK.
He gave me a brief history of the island, how it is one of the last islands that the Aboriginals have continued to “own” since “white fella” came along. The island is known as Magnetic Island due to the fact that compasses cannot work properly anywhere near or on the island; the island is granite and exhibits at least four different types of this rock. There was an Australian Naval Artillery battery built there in 1942/43 and it operated from July 1943 until the end of WWII. Its forests are about 2,000 years old and it is one of the only remaining places in Australia where there are wild koalas. There is also a large Tiger shark breeding ground near the northeast coast of the island. My guide said that there were sacred sites for the Aboriginal people on the island and that seeing as they trusted him, we were allowed to go exploring. So we packed up our stuff and left early the following morning.
We started on one of the main tracks up one of the many hills on the island; it was a beautiful place to be. As we walked higher and higher, I noticed that more and more rocks appeared. I then noticed something that seemed out of place. There was a great piece of granite amongst vines, sporting a flat top and two straight edges joined at a right angle. The more I looked around, it was obviously a piece of something much larger that had broken off. I knew that a fort had been built on the Island, however we were not in the right area and this was not concrete! It was granite, and the perfect right angle with smooth flat sides and edges. My friend said that if I thought that was cool, wait until we got higher. I took a photo of this rock but it never turned out. Funny, eh?
So we kept walking up and up and I saw more and more scattered rocks and boulders everywhere. We then came to an outcrop with an amazing view of the valley and hills beyond. My friend said, “Why not take a seat on the Throne?” and motioned to the most amazing stone “bench” I had ever seen. It comprised a large, flat-topped rock that was protruding out of the ground and, behind it, creating the most amazing back/ shelter to the ground rock, was a huge piece of flat granite slab sporting another obvious right angle coming out of the ground. This big piece of granite looked like it had been carved/cut to be a perfect slab about a foot in depth but had obviously been broken and was sticking out of the ground at an awkward angle, as if it had fallen down the hill and got wedged by the other rock. It seemed to be buried pretty deep (as with the flat stone that made the seat) and so much vegetation was growing that it was hard to work anything out. However, I knew this had nothing to do with any of the WWII installations, and it certainly didn’t look like Mother Nature had done it on her own.
I sat on the “throne” and marvelled at the scenery. My friend bent down next to me and pointed towards the smaller hills in the valley. He asked me if I noticed anything about them. I strained hard and came to a slow realisation that all the hills in the valley were roughly the same height and shape. I imagined stripping the trees and there was no question that what would be left behind would be pyramids! I looked at the big rolling hills behind them and saw the beautiful curves of nature. I then looked back at the “hills” and saw straight lines. If the trees weren’t there, I would bet my life that there are pyramidal stone structures under that 2,000-year-old forest. However, it’s very unlikely that anyone, including me, would want to burn away the forest, koalas, wallabies and every other creature that lived there just to see if I am right! We counted the structures and there were 7 in total. My mind was buzzing. What had been here before?
My friend motioned that there was much more to see and that from now on we were going off the track. We headed up behind the throne, and when I say “up”, I mean a 60-degree incline up!! We were climbing up through the bush in places that no man has set foot in for a very long time. It was hard going because by that point there were so many rocks and boulders to climb and we rarely had “solid” ground under our feet. We then found ourselves on another path. It had not been created like the tourist trails on the island. It seemed to be built into the hill and it took a leisurely climb following the hill’s contour. It felt much older than WWII. I got the distinct impression that this path had been very busy at some point in its history. I just had the “feeling” it had seen a lot of feet.
So we walked along this little path, slowly ascending until I looked up and spotted something peculiar and awesome. It was a “tower” made of large cuboid-shaped granite boulders plonked on top of each other. Imagine a little set of wooden bricks piled up in a tower – this is what it looked like but on a much grander scale. I would say it was at least 30ft high if not more; I had to strain my neck and shield my eyes in order to see the top. Did these people have cranes? I was starting to realise that I was seeing another wonder of the world that seemed to defy our understanding of “primitive” people; Stonehenge, pyramids, standing stones all have this same “wow” factor that I experienced that day on seeing the “tower”.
There was another structure about four metres away, same principle but shorter and there were granite rocks everywhere. I was compelled to keep pressing forward and as we did so I started to think about my wooden brick analogy. You know when you build a big tower and it collapses? Well there are always “foundation” bricks left where the structure once stood and then there would be bricks lying around, scattered. Most bricks land quite near to the foundations but there would be a few bricks further away. Now put this brick tower in a steep hill. When the tower collapses some of the bricks fall around the still visible foundation and some bricks would spill out further down the hill. Put this in a real situation with a stone structure on top of a hill and the effects would be the same; whatever the nature of the structure’s demise there would be remnants of the foundations with much debris near the foundations and then there would be scatterings down the hill. It appeared to me that we were nearing what could be the foundation remains of a very big structure indeed.
As we got closer to the very top of the hill, there was an amazing amount of giant boulders towering over us, huge great things proudly dwarfing us and the only thing dwarfing them were the trees. To refer back to my original observations about 90-degree angles I was aware that granite has a way of cracking and splitting that can create some amazing effects. It cracks and splits kind of like a tree can split depending on its grain. Granite also has a grain so it can shed great sheets off itself, break into big pieces, seemingly “sliced” like onion layers. These granite boulders around us were showing signs of this, many plunging gaps between pieces that had obviously been whole at one point, slices that looked like onion layers slowly cracking off. However there was still a “natural” air about it, there were no absolute straight lines and no 90-degree angles. I looked further up to the top of the hill and saw that there were no more trees, just great concentration of rocks and boulders; A “foundation” perhaps?
Instead of going up, my friend decided we should head a little way down the other side of the hill and he pointed out something on the side of the neighbouring hill, on the coast. There was another large stone formation facing out to sea and my friend said “That is known as “The Sphinx” and when you’re on the island the only places you can view it are from where we are standing and from the nearby coast.” It’s not like this thing had any distinguishing features of being a sphinx, no head or anything, but I did see two main rock formations that could have been resting “front legs”. What was going on? Aboriginals building pyramids, stone towers and sphinxes??
We pressed on downhill and I realised that we were heading down towards the coast. We came upon a huge flat granite rock that protruded out of the hill, probably about 20 square foot. You can walk out onto the rock and look down upon a sheer drop off the edge. Balanced in the centre of this flat rock was a standing stone probably about 8ft tall. Not something you see every day and it was an interesting addition to my already crazy day!
My final discoveries on the island were on the coast. We had descended down the hill and arrived at the rocky shore and decided to head along the coast. I noticed a big “rock” because there was something different about it compared to the seemingly endless stretch of rocky coast. I got closer to it and the nearer I got I thought “nature does not make perfect “s” shapes, does it?” I looked all around this “rock” and found the head, and the carved eyes were still visible even after water, wind and salt erosion. It was a stone snake, not a doubt in my mind. There was something about it that said “human made” and not “nature made”. We kept walking and a bit further along the coast my friend pointed over to a rock on the shoreline and I went to check it out. At first I didn’t see anything but then I tipped my head upside down and looked again. It was a canine type head. It was lying with one eye out of the water and the other side of the head looked eroded in the water. The structure of the head was like that of a jackal or dingo: long snout, nostrils, a clear “mouth” line and there were even stumps where the ears should have been but they had broken off. One carved eye was still visible. However, the other side of the head in the water had started to wash the features and head away.
My friend motioned for me to look up and said that we were below the boulders on the top of the hill that we had visited before. Sure enough I was looking up at where we had been standing. Viewing it from down here made it look like the formations had been something once. The fact that a “head of a canine type creature” was directly below this formation and that another formation was already known as “The Sphinx” really got me thinking. After this amazing bush walk, I went to the Townsville library and asked to see everything they had about the island. The librarian was very helpful and was interested in what I found. She found the geology reports from when the island was first discovered by white men and it was an interesting read. It is one big granite rock and has three other prominent types of granite on its surface. I scanned the article trying to find any other findings like my own but to no avail. According to geologists and scientists, all the granite formation are natural. Normally I would accept that; there are many natural examples on the island of granite rock splitting and shedding layers. However, there was no mention of perfectly flat surfaces, straight lines and right angles in any of the documents.
When I was studying the landscape on our trek up the hill I was looking closely at the way the rocks were lying, the placement of the rocks, trying to work backwards to work out how they came to be where they are. It looked like a lot of these rock placements were debris, a real mess of rocks and chaos and many pieces had fallen in such strange and awkward angles that it looked like a disaster zone that had been taken over by forest. “The Throne” was a great example because the only reason the “backrest” was in that position was because it was jammed up against the “bench” rock. It reminded me of the aftermath of 9/11 with mountains of building debris piled up so high. Imagine if a disaster zone like ground zero were to be left unattended for 2000 years. Eventually nature would take over and it would become a beautiful hilly forest and perhaps only the tops of these “hills” would be open to the air. However, only through clearing and digging would the true nature of these hills be revealed.
The fact is, the only way I or anybody could be sure is to clear away all the greenery to reveal what’s underneath. If there are skeleton/remnants of life, they are well buried under an ancient forest and no one has ever dug to find out. Hidden under those trees in the valley, there may be seven pyramids in a similar formation to those in Egypt and Central America. However, the likelihood is that nothing will ever be uncovered because it is a protected forest and my observations are certainly not enough to instigate any sort of archaeological expedition! But to this day I know I found something truly remarkable, and although I may never be able to “prove” it, my intuition on the matter is far more important to me and I look forward to my next visit to Magnetic Island.
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Our Comment:
If CS’s intuition is right, it would imply that something like the Mayan civilisation once existed in Australia. In fact, Magnetic Island is listed amongst a large number of sites in Australia with puzzling features and artefacts that hint at an extraordinary, untold history. See, for example:
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It has been speculated that the ancient Phoenicians may have established colonies in ancient Australia, or even the lost tribes of Israel.
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The Pilgrimage:
“C” wrote to us with the following message:
We don’t know each other, but I trust you. You’ve changed my life. Every single thing I believed before now makes sense. I haven’t subscribed to The Movement yet because I need to be sure that what I believe is not just a new “faith” and to think what I can do for The Movement: that means for myself and all the others. You’ve said you don’t need someone with a blind faith and I agree. I’m still evaluating your words because there’s so much in my heart but I’m not strong enough with all the stuff you say about science.
I’ve begun a letter for you, it was in my native language and I’m still translating it, and it is because you were able to touch all my senses, not only my brain, not only my heart. I’ve had the desire to join you, but I don’t know if I’m good enough. Even if you don’t accept me, I’m feeling one of the Illuminati, because you have told me the truth and because I can’t help feeling part of this. In the past, it has been so difficult for me because every time something new was in front of me I asked myself: “Is it definitive? Is it the only truth?” and I don’t know how and why but it was so clear that it wasn’t. When I dropped in your website, I knew immediately it was the truth, and I don’t know to explain to you why. For me it is so self-evident. I’ve spent more or less five months wondering even stupid things about you: how you have recruited people in the past, because you speak during your meetings so that means you must have a common language, and in the past maybe it was Latin, a lot of time thinking of the way I can create my own religion, a lot of time using the brain to understand r >= 0 and not only intuition; last year I walked the Camino de Santiago for the first time because I was strong enough to do it just for myself, without subscribing to any religion.
I began to be interested in magic and esotericism, reading books of mythology and magic, then moving to all that stuff that seems to be by chance and instead there’s a reason if you stumble into that stuff. The Templar Order has been so fascinating for me in the past, but I didn’t know the truth; now that I know the truth I’m so much happier! I began to be interested in the anthroposophy because of the biodynamic agriculture and it’s so obvious to go from Steiner to Goethe. His theory (Goethe’s) about colours fascinated me, and then I’ve found out he was one of your Grand Masters! Now almost everything is clear! I’m preparing to walk the Camino again in a month just to be alone with a rucksack and the sky and all your words printed (please, don’t delete the website, you are the only person that explained to me these concepts so easily). It costs me time and money, of course, I have to leave my job, but otherwise what’s the point to life if I don’t feel alive? I moved to London in order to study English because I need to apply for a Ph.D. in Anthropology of Food, and now I’m not scared anymore because I know you really exist and you are still there.
Now it’s difficult to be at work every day because I understand that something is even more wrong than what I thought before. Zeitgeist Addendum and the Venus Project are still in my mind and I talk of it with everyone, I read the Meritocracy website slowly, writing my thoughts in order to ask or to communicate with the guy in charge of it for everything I think could be helpful or if I’m in doubt. I’ve written to my former Professor at University to get the name of some authors of theories regarding Leadership that could be important in order to make people understand who really is a leader, not just someone in charge of something. I’ve even contacted Pho’, thanking him for his music, because – as he said to me quoting one of you – people need physical evidence of an idea to believe.
Gentlemen, you’ve existed since the beginning of time; you are the witnesses of the truth. I understand you can’t reveal the secrets because if someone is not “pure” or he is evil then he can use the same secret in order to ensure the world is enslaved or maybe to kill God in the same way Solomon wanted to kill Satan. I can only guess why Freemasonry is one of your biggest regrets. You have taught part of the secrets for good reasons and thinking to help humanity but people instead just decided to get even more power. I understand that you say mind and matter are just two aspects of the same thing; we are here made of matter and we have to act with the mind and knowledge. God is pure mind and he is in the kingdom of the mind. That’s why he can communicate with us just with the mind and knowledge. My first step into this was an Italian, Gustavo Rol. I’ve read a lot about him and what he used to say. I don’t know if he was honest or what, but there are a lot of things that made me think of God, of matter and spirit, of desire without desire, of the Universe.
You said there’s a music that only God can hear. I understand this. I think it’s true, and I remember that Rol once said there’s a link between the colour green, warmth and a concept in music that I can’t translate (la quinta musicale). I can’t understand what that means but the 3 “items” here look like possible. You can see I’m quite poor with my reasons and my experience. I’m here naked in front of you, trying to be quick, writing in the best way possible for me, saying just a very little part of what is in my heart and my mind. I know I have a long path to walk. I would prefer to have more time, and to tell you more of me and to have more teachings from you, but because maybe you are disappearing forever I’m here asking you to teach me. Teach me what you can teach me in order to understand. I’m not rich and I need a guide to get to the point. Is there anything you can suggest to me, a list of books for example (I’ve found a lot of books on your website and I’ve written all the references) or any other suggestion?
I will walk my path, but if there’s a guide I can feel better. I’m passionate about mountains, so the concept of a guide is so important to me: someone that can help you, can warn you, can show you the way, but YOU have to walk it, you have to see and to look around, you have to understand, otherwise once you’re alone you’ll be lost. I hope you are not leaving at all, I hope you will leave a track somewhere, not just in my heart and my mind; this is the most important, I know, but I hope I can meet you again. Just tell me that The Movement website and the Meritocracy website will be still there at least. Just 40 serious people, you said. No, it’s not correct, it’s 41.
Our Comment:
We thank “C” for her poignant and spirited comments, and we also encourage everyone to emulate her example of going on a pilgrimage. You can follow an existing route just as C did, or create one of your own.
The Camino de Santiago – the Way of St James – is a collection of old European pilgrimage routes that reach their end at Santiago de Compostela in northwest Spain. Pilgrims have been walking these routes for over a thousand years. Catholicism, no matter its faults, has produced wondrously beautiful cathedrals, churches and art and even when Catholicism and Christianity have vanished, the artworks will remain. Pick beautiful, spiritual places for your pilgrimage. Ancient ruins, natural beauty spots, mountains, lakes, forests, cathedrals, picturesque villages, medieval walled towns, poignant battlefields, places of romance, horror, history, magic, and delight: anything that heightens your feelings, senses, spirituality and intuition.
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