Mars Immutable: Mathematical Codes/Anomalous Structures/Remote Viewing/Electric Universe/Nephilim

➡ This text suggests that NASA may not always be truthful, possibly due to financial reasons. It discusses the possibility of NASA faking images of Mars, but also highlights the existence of independent astronomers who can verify satellite images. The text also delves into the topic of mysterious structures on Mars, such as a large obelisk and potential pyramids, which some believe to be similar to ancient sites on Earth. Lastly, it mentions the mathematical patterns found in these structures, suggesting a universal language of code.
➡ The text discusses the mathematical precision of ancient structures like the pyramids at Teotihuacan and suggests that similar patterns can be found on Mars. It argues that these patterns could be a form of communication, like a knock on a door, indicating the presence of sentient life. The text criticizes the search for extraterrestrial life through radio signals, suggesting instead that we should look for signs in more permanent structures like pyramids. It also discusses the possibility of life on Mars, citing evidence like fossilized microbes and active spores.
➡ The text discusses the mysteries of Mars, including its unusual surface features and the disappearance of its water and crust. It suggests that ancient myths and oral traditions from various cultures might provide clues to these mysteries, hinting at a catastrophic event involving Mars and Venus that drastically changed our solar system. The text also criticizes modern science for dismissing these myths and for its mechanical view of the universe, suggesting that an electrical universe theory might better explain these phenomena.
➡ This text discusses the idea that ancient myths often stem from real events, particularly astronomical ones. It mentions the work of Dr. Emanuel Velikovsky, who suggested that collective memories of world-shattering disasters are encoded in myths. Velikovsky’s controversial theories, including the idea that Venus was once part of Jupiter’s orbit, were initially rejected by the scientific community. The text also explores the Electric Universe model, which suggests that planets have electromagnetic charges and that close encounters between them can result in massive discharges, potentially explaining some of the features observed on Mars.
➡ This text explores the idea that humans may have unique traits because of possible ancient interactions with otherworldly beings, often referred to as fallen angels. These beings, described as having physical characteristics suited for environments with less gravity and weaker sunlight, are speculated to have influenced human evolution. The text also discusses the possibility of life on Mars, referencing ancient Egyptian stonework and the left-brain/right-brain theory. Lastly, it mentions a theory that truth is stranger than fiction, suggesting that our understanding of reality is limited by our imagination and memory.
➡ This text explores the mysteries of Mars, suggesting that our understanding of reality may have evolved over time. It discusses the possibility of ancient civilizations on Mars, the concept of self-sacrifice, and the idea of fighting against inevitable outcomes. The text also mentions a Soviet space probe that captured puzzling images of Mars before being knocked out by an unknown object. The author concludes by expressing the need for further exploration and understanding of Mars.

Before we even kick this thing off, there’s an elephant in the room that we need to address. NASA lies. They lie so much that we have to sprinkle a grain of salt on all their releases. But if we know why they lie, it’ll help us discern what’s real and not throw the baby out with the bathwater. If you ask me, it’s the same reason all organizations lie. Money. Landing a probe on another planet is expensive and funded by the public. US. And it looks as though they have many times recently taken pictures of Earth, tinted it orange and pocketed the funding money.

Raw deal, I know. But this doesn’t mean that planets aren’t real. It is important to know of independent astronomers outside of NASA who can corroborate various satellite images by telescope. It seems NASA feels safe faking these rover images will never get close enough to call bull. But they aren’t foolish enough to fake orbital surveys that we, the public, are more and more capable to verify. As we will see throughout this video, there are satellite images that NASA never wanted us to see. And they’ll go through great efforts to scrub them. Lucky for us, the scrubbers don’t always know what’s to look for.

And due to public interest and funding, the images continue to be released in a timely manner. What aren’t so timely in release are declassified CIA documents. When Joe McMoneagle took on the burden of viewing Mars through his mind’s eye, he didn’t know what Mars looked like yet. But if we take note of the specific coordinates that he was given, it seems that the CIA certainly did. There is no question as to what the CIA wanted to know. What on Mars happened in Cydonia? We’ll get to that. But first, extraordinary claims, right? You know the rest. We need to build a strong foundation of information.

When told to remote view 46.45 North, 353.22 East, Uncle Joe felt like he was in a large depressed area looking up at a Washington Monument style obelisk. Well, image 43A04 of the National Space Science Data center, or NSSDC Greenbelt Mary shows these coordinates to anyone curious enough to lose sleep. This crater is so big that Uncle Joe called it a canyon. And damn if there isn’t a massive obelisk clear as day right there where he was looking up. In this photo, we are looking down from the sky so we can see the corners clearly. But to get a decent scope of how absurdly tall this obelisk is, look at the shadow cast at the edge of this canyon sized crater.

Then look at the shadow cast by the obelisk. We can’t even see where it tops out due to where the photo is cropped figures. Make no mistake, this puppy is tall, narrow and behemoth in stature. Begging the question, how did it survive that massive meteor impact? It should have collapsed at the base or toppled over. Good thing that meteor wasn’t carrying any jet fuel. Logically it must have gotten there after the crater was formed. Weird location for a building. Unless these megaliths require being placed in specific geomagnetic locations. Just like we see done with ancient sites on Earth.

More on that later. Now let’s take a gander at this right here. An obelisk is self descriptive, but abstract topological features require a sketch to be used in comparison for verification. Remember when Joe was given 43.6 North, 21309 East? Well, he saw it clear enough to draw it. In case Sean is confused here. Joe’s remote viewing was from ground level. This photo image 86A08 is not. And then we have this little Martian mug shot taken from coordinates 15 north 198 east, showing a cluster of potential pyramids that Richard Hoagland has called the city. Guess what Uncle Joe’s drawing looks like for this abstract topography.

Did you guess this? Because I sure as hell didn’t see that coming either. That’s the same picture. And here is McMonagle’s drawing of the people who sleep through the storms. Or a Martian. We don’t have a picture to corroborate this one without me losing all credibility, but. Huh? Oh, I don’t have any. Okay. Here’s a picture of Bigfoot on Mars, courtesy of the razor sharp eyed scholars over at Ancient Aliens, A show floating down the mainstream river of daytime TV. They never mention the constant 19.5 degree configurations geometrically purposed into the layout of these megaliths that match ancient megaliths here on Earth and are coming up here soon.

If you just wait a damn second. Let me a little. Basically, if you’re skeptical about the Mars megaliths because of potential pareidolia, I get it. You won’t be here in a few minutes though. But let’s reel it in for now. We got to build our foundation. If you google the definition of pareidolia, you’ll see the monolithic face of Cydonia has become the word’s mascot. This is beautifully orchestrated and precisely executed disinformation at its finest. I admire how well done it is it works on everyone’s innate fear of looking like a fool. Placing the most important find in archaeological history as the poster child of seeing what’s not there is the quickest way to avoid questions and a public demand to go there asap.

It ensures that the average Joe won’t do the math. You might have already already seen Mars face Speaking our episode that goes into just how impossible these Martian features are. If you haven’t seen it, there are a few things you need to know before we even digest the whole 19.5 thing. The face on Mars is symmetrical. A mirror image on both sides and parallel to true north. It is lined up with Hoagland’s city of pyramids in such a way as to catch the Martian sunrise on Solstice 500 to 600 million years ago. Sound familiar? It’s the same layout as all ancient megalithic sites on Earth.

Aligned with true north and visually alchemizing the solstice sunlight artfully in various ways. Like giving the Great Pyramid of Giza eight sides. And the creeping shadow effect of Quetzalcoatl coming down his pyramid from the heavens for only the few minutes during the peak solstice. We don’t do this kind of architecture anymore. Also, like earthling megaliths, this cluster of Martian pyramids in the city are laid out as a microcosmic carbon copy of the stars above it. Which stars, you might ask? Well, the same stars that the Great pyramids in Giza are meant to portray. We earthlings built three points of this constellation as pyramids in Egypt.

Go team. Our ancient neighbors of Cydonia, though, they nailed the entire set by building a pyramid for every visible star in that constellation. Each one sized accordingly. Damn. But you know what? There’s less gravity on Mars, so let’s give them that one. The DNM pyramid has five sides and being just south of the city, its top angle is pointed directly to the bottom of the face, as if to represent its body. Universal math. Best known as captured in Leo da Vinci’s Vitrovian Man. Why is it not directly attached to the face? Well, because its 19.5 degree ratio has a lot to say.

We’re getting there. Hold on. The DNM pyramid also. You know what, just play the clip. Below the face there is a five sided pyramid. When superimposed on each other, it is an exact match. The dimensions and form of these builders may have been humanoid to say the least. This five sided pyramid, known as the DNM structure, also clearly and accurately points to other main structures in this complex. The top left corner pointing to the city center is where the solstice sunrise is to be seen. And the top right corner points to the this round yet pointed looking structure that, well, frankly looks like a titty.

This has been called Tholus. All right, there’s way more to that episode, but let’s move it along because the last thing you need to know is that all of these features, all of these features are neighbors residing in the same location. So Cydonia. The fact that all the biggest, most questionable anomalous structures on Mars are all in the same place is astronomically telling. Far succeeding happen chance. So now that we are beyond coincidence, we need to learn to read a language of code, a language transcending mere mouth noise and is vastly considered abroad to be universal to all, all intelligent life forms.

Math, A language spoken by crop circles displaying 4 and 5D theorems that didn’t even exist at the time the designs showed up. But we’re not ready for that conversation yet. When we put a triangle inside a circle, the apex points touch the ring at 19.5 degrees parallel. Render this into 3D and we have a tetrahedral drawn within a sphere where again the points make contact at 19.5. For whatever unknown reason, the very existence of this form causes there to be more energetic activity on the surface of the sphere around those apex points. A theory as to why involves hyperdimensional physics and vortex theory, but just not right now.

We might not know why, but we can see the effect. The gigantic storm on Jupiter known as the Big Red Spot is on this parallel. Earth’s biggest volcanoes emerge at parallel 19.5. Sunspots and solar flares most often emerge from the Sun’s parallel 19.5. There are examples everywhere. Ancient Earth people knew this math extremely well and made it clear by showcasing it in stone. Graham Hancock writes about it. The pyramids at Teotihuacan. The angle of the pyramid of the sun is set at 19.69 degrees, the exact latitude of the pyramid itself, which stands at 19.69 degrees north of the equator.

It is therefore a self referencing monument which makes the use of geometry to tell us it knows where it is, that is that it knows its own latitude, just as the DNM pyramid does. What’s more, the angle of the corresponding level of the pyramid of the moon. The fourth level is set at exactly the T constant of 19.5 degrees, so favored in the overall design of Cydonia. We’ll get in there. Such figures have suggested to some researchers that Teotihuacan may contain a message perhaps identical to that of Cydonia. Based on tetrahedral geometry and the PI, phi, E and T constants.

Teotihuacan is not the only object of such exotic suspicions. Okay, so the angle of slope on that particular Pyramid is at 19.69 degrees. And the entire structure itself is home to the 19.69 degree parallel on Earth. It is a language of mathematics. It speaks. It says I am here. This alone is an astonishing example of ancient knowledge. But why did he mention Mars? If you and I can’t see each other because of a barrier between us, I’m going to knock to let you know I am here. No matter the circumstances of our environment or plot to our stories, we will knock, even if only the just to say to another conscious being, I am.

I exist also and I am here. So if I knock with a random pattern, there’s no coherence, no meaning. It could be anything. If I knock with a consistent pattern that doesn’t really speak either. Might as well be a sequence of things falling off a shelf or whatever. But if I knock like this, you will immediately recognize this as a universal door knock pattern by a sentient being. And you might even open the door just enough for me to see that little chain that prevents invaders from pushing even slightly. That brings us to the ultimate wall between worlds.

Distance. Distance is a remorseless barrier that makes any sentient being feel utterly alone. A fleeting word, drum pattern or a smoke signal all disappear in the wind. The only way to find common ground over spatial distance and more importantly, time distance is through a Rosetta stone. A philosopher’s stone of communion. A permanent megalith of language that can last the test of time. And Cydonia is bringing those bars. Look at this. What’s up? You seeing that? You’ll see here. The structures on Mars also know where they are and how to say hello. If you’re having some troubles.

It’s all good. Let me get my big red arrow and full screen this. The dual parallel 19.5 north spacing angles on the DNM pyramid are pointing to the face. And the adjacents of the 19.5 degree angles are pointing to the city of pyramids. And the culmination of all three together create their own ratio of 19.5 degrees as a total all three speaking as one single triangle. A two dimensional representation. Representation of why it exists there in the first place. As if to say as above. So. Hello. I’m not. I’m not gonna pretend that joke was Good.

But I’m also not gonna take it out. I love that. I can’t help but think about how collectively naive we are with enormous efforts like seti. If the people at SETI received a radio signal that spelled out the what’s up, buddy? Why you gotta be, like, yelling my name as soon as you walk in the door with buckets of. What is going on here? You guys want a meal? Jesus Christ. Okay. All right. You have six crawfish in a bucket. They’re gonna have two because they gave me some stuff. Okay, I’m glad you have that, but what I have here is thousands of dollars of camera equipment and you have a bucket of river water.

So let’s use a little common sense. I’ll eat the crawfish, but you prepare that far away from the cameras. Is he boiling? I don’t know what he’s doing. He. I mean, he’ll salt him and boil them or whatever, but polluted crawfish from a creek narrow. Yeah, yeah. Delicious. All right, where the. Was I perfect for our immune practice, for our immune system? Yeah. All right. If the people at SETI received a radio signal that spelled out the tetrahedral vortex mathematics displayed in Cydonia, researchers would freak out. There would be a press conference the next day or a cover up, I don’t know.

These universal mathematics would be recognized as a message, but only in that particular case. How weird is it to assume that otherworldly life forms would prefer using a radio? Dude, we don’t even use the radio anymore. A technology, human specific, that comes and then goes the moment it’s outdated. That’s what we’re using to find fathomless friends. Really? That’s like seeing everyone in school wearing Jordans. So you go out and microwave a cantaloupe, but the same message, an ancient stone, falls on deaf eyes. Due to our own cultural blindness, we expect a radio signal instead of the most stable and permanent structure that can possibly be built in tangible reality, a pyramid.

It is no secret that Mars was once a host to life, a lush and abundant level of life. We see the empty seas and riverbeds, the dead volcanoes, the ice caps. We even have pieces of its life fossilized here on Earth. Mainstream science was actually eager to show us this Martian meteor that landed in Antarctica and just handed us proof of microbial little guys who once lived on another world, imprinted themselves in carbon, and somehow got all the way here. If you consider Mars and Earth scaled down to the size of an orange and a grapefruit, they’d still measure miles apart.

It must have flung material in every direction, and a lot of it. Mars. Images show active spores in mushroom life, literally the foundation of sentient life, physical and of the mind. Knowing the foundational blocks are in place and have been for millions of years or more, is important. Without that nugget in place, we wouldn’t have even thought to look for these codes in stone. But it’s there, making the rest of this certainly possible within no limited degree. The above anomalies are clear because they speak to us. But others, others get a bit tricky. Mars is a weird planet geologically, to our functional logic.

There are indications of ancient activity that might only turn out to be various geological conditions that we don’t know about yet. Things that if found here on Earth, we would send archaeologists to excavate. Unless you’re the Turkish government dangling from the tholas of the World Economic Forum. Son of a bitch. Okay, they don’t knock on the door, but they are worth a second look because they’d be impossible here on Earth. At least. Least. This is Phobos. It has straight lines etched into its face like recessed tracks running up and down, across, left and right, and the occasional diagonal run.

Even weirder, the same running lines appear in particular portions of Mars. Much like its father figure, Phobos has a phallic expression to salute us as well. There is seemingly a monolith there too, but its boner is just not as clear because perhaps noon pictures are cheaper than planet cams. I don’t know, it’s weird that Mars has always represented male, left brain or whatever. And it’s moon. They both have monopus on it. Like, even if it’s a natural formation, which it ain’t like giant cocks, it’s got giant on it. For the, for the size of the planet, they’re well endowed, dude.

Back in Cydonia, there is another mystery just beneath the surface. The same satellite technology used to photograph Cydonia also had thermal imaging. This is actually not uncommon and we should be looking at more images taken this way. Both Mars and Earth. But in thermal imaging of the Cydonia region, home to our trifecta face DNM City, we see a grid system of patterns loosely buried beneath the sand. Now this is the kind of thing that will drive you crazy because it’s just too good to be true. And the rebuttal, debunking these phantom squares makes perfect sense, but at the same time doesn’t quite work.

I’ll tell you both sides. You get to pick your Favorite, the Hoagland camp leans toward a city grid living system, just like we see here in both city planning and agricultural systems. However, the skeptics claim it is a digital artifact from the camera. Pixels are square, mixed with the dynamic textures of natural Martian topography. They appear to be superimposed blocks on the ground, but exists only in the image. And that totally makes sense. 100% nailed it. It’s in the bag. Slam dunk. Debunked. Checkmate by Queen. Three X’s in a row. Do not pass. Go. Torpedo to D7.

You bunked my battleship. I’m over here now. Go fish. KO Hangman Hunger. Headshot. Owned. Okay, I’m done. No, I’m not. Finish him. Mission failed. Pull the curtains. That’s all she wrote. Fatality. Wait, I feel like I used that one already. I’m gonna do 40 minutes. I’m gonna fill the rest of the hour with just that. Over and over again. Yeah, test the algorithm and human psychology. How long until they click off of it? As much as this explanation makes sense, it is also riddled with problems. First of all, the grids aren’t lined up with the compression artifacts associated with pixelation.

But they do tend to run with the compass cardinal directions of true north on Mars. They also seem to have layers and depth with consistent outlines for each level. With with pixelation, the squares would be fixed to one depth, that of the film. Most perplexing of all, if it’s pixelation on top of the entire photograph, why do they cease at specific spots? I mean, look at that. Sure, potential pixelation might not be as bad in some of the cleaner welded areas, but these blocks stop right at the floor foot of these megaliths. In fact, I’m not sure you can find any megalithic images affected by this compression.

So they mean to tell me the so called pixelation glitch on our earthly end from our equipment stays right there, appearing only in the sandy portions of Cydonia. And totally respect the boundaries of the these massive anomalous stoneworks. H now that would certainly be stranger than fiction. For those of you who just listen. This isn’t a quote break. You’re totally missing out. Oh, that’s a good one right there. Is that okay? Maybe more on that in part three. None of these are definitive like our trifecta Vortex Math friends listed above. But if the speaking megaliths are right, these various other quandaries start to tell a story.

If we piece together those bits just right, without getting in our own way, we might get to listen we might just bear witness to the biggest story our solar system has ever told. But to read a Martian story, we first need to learn how to listen to our own. What stories were told by the people who were nearer. We need mythology, because on one hand, we have bacteria, fungi, and fossilized primordial life. On the other hand, we have colossal, geometrically precise mathematical principles in atrophying stone. How do we make these make sense? What could possibly reduce a thriving planet to hosting only bacteria? And how did that fossilized bacteria even get here to Earth? The answer will only come from mythology.

And the question why is Mars always associated with war? SAM where every continent, everywhere that there is sedimentary rock of the appropriate age, there’s a thin gray line in it. And below the line in the rock, just older than the line, there’s this incredible diversity of life. There are giant terrestrial reptiles, but not only them. There’s swamps, there’s forests, there’s birds, there’s insects, there’s fuzzy little mammals. And above the line, there is nothing. And the line is made of iridium. It’s made of an amount of iridium that doesn’t occur on this planet. Imagine being the guys who put those pieces together, that there was this bizarre, beautiful, vibrant, alien world.

Except it wasn’t alien because it was here, where we are right now. And then something ended it abruptly and violently. And that something came from outer space. Mars shows a surface once abundant with water, rains, and rivers. Where did it go? The entire top half is unbelievably missing its crust. Where did that go? It is almost like the oceans were torn off so violently that the land peeled off with it. Unfortunately, there is no consensus on how Mars got so brutalized. Every time we run a scientific study on how this happened, we get a different answer.

You want to know how I got these scars? We have to find someone old enough to have witnessed this event. And Keith Richards isn’t taking questions, so let’s ask old man myth. The Aztec Quetzalcoatl had a twin or a parabolic counterpart. Basically, that was called the flayed Red God of the East, a celestial being whose top skin was peeled off like an orange and retreated to a new position in the heavens. Pawnee people call Mars Scarface, and needless reminder, they don’t have telescopes. The Pawnee trace their lineage back to a celestial courtship between Mars and Venus.

So what does this mean? We have to remember ancient oral tradition. Tradition never specifies allegory. They felt no need to draw a line between literal and metaphor like we do. The Distinction probably never even occurred to them. It’s just how their language is. So to translate into purely non figurative thinking, we lose meaning, purpose and moral necessity strikes regardless. So what happened? Well, an event involving these two planets marked the primordial origin of their particular age. This event is what set up our current solar system configuration. They also say Mars had a weapon of choice, the Thunderbolt.

This is interesting. It indicates that the introduction of a morning star or Venus entered our system, causing unspeakable havoc. Interplanetary electrical discharges and plasmatic sky images to tell a story. A story that changed the way life behaves on Earth. Almost like reality as we know it was solidified into physicality by this event. A schism of mind and matter, a crystallization of etheric form actualized within our little pocket of the universe. This is some of the best I’ve ever made right here. Let’s see it. Especially the claw. I gave the other claw to the doggy, but wow.

Damn, these look great. I. This. There was another claw that was two times bigger than this. The dog. Don’t feed this to the dog. This is good stuff. Look at this. But it was a puppy. This came out of our creek. Yeah. Well, yeah. Where else would it have come from? And I gave the bigger piece of this part to the dog. This smells like Red Lobster Midwest. Specifically that. That Red Lobster. The Waffle House Red Lobster. We order some crawdads, at some point we have them. Order. Why would we order them if we have. There’s only three more crawdads on the creek.

We don’t know if those are male or female. If they are, then we have to wait, like another year for them to grow. What does it matter if male or female? Because to make more. To make more. Yeah. Okay. Because if we eat, like, find three more and eat them. Yeah. All the cre. All the crawdad in our creek is gone. Dude, you did good. We can build a scientific story from myth, but modern scientific tradition is frankly appalled by this notion, claiming the solar system has been this way unchanged for millions of years. But here’s the problem.

Sheer quantity. Greek, Mayan, Incan, Egyptian, Norse. You name it. And it’s the same story under different names. Oral tradition passed down through the ages, worldwide by people who never met one another. All agree on this happening. Modern science being the newest cat on the block. Say they are all wrong. This is hubris. This is us getting in our own way. This is us assuming that the rules we follow have been the same forever. We’re assuming Assuming that the laws of physics themselves are a constant only when local to us, why would that be the case? Is it possible that we are looking at it all wrong? Our current scientific view of the cosmos is limited to the impression that it’s mechanical in nature, that matter floats around and bumps into other matters, and that sometimes the clumping density gets so intense that stars are born and black holes shatter space time.

But there are many problems with this model, and they admit this to be the case by saying, we just need more info to fill in the holes. And then they place words like dark matter and dark energy in the gap as a placeholder to make things kind of make sense until they can add more onto their already perpetuated theories, plaguing our textbooks with an unwarranted certainty. What if it’s not mechanical in the first place and we are spinning our wheels further and further down a path in the wrong direction, piling on more and more complications to fix an already top heavy delusion.

Because this Mars event and a lot of other unexplained space enigmas would actually make a lot more sense if the universe was electrical. Five episodes back, we talked about Solon visiting Egyptian priest kings. And what was learned. A portion of it went like this. When he was questioning their priests, he discovered that neither he himself nor any other Greek knew anything at all. Damn. He attempted to tell them the most ancient of our traditions concerning the first man and the legend about the flood. One of their priests, a prodigiously old man, said, o Solon, you Greeks are always children.

There have been and there will be many and diverse destructions of mankind, of which the greatest are by fire and water. The story that is told in your country of how the son of Helios yoked his father’s chariot and was unable to drive it along the course taken by his father and burnt up all that was upon the earth and perished by a thunderbolt. That story, as it is told, has the fashion of a legend, but the truth of it lies in the occurrence of a shifting of the bodies in the heavens, a destruction of things on the earth by fierce fire, which recurs at long intervals.

So right off the bat, we see that Egyptian priests understood the literal science behind allegory and were not superstitious with religious fervor, as we have been told in this case, pointing out that an ancient Greek myth stems from an even more ancient knowledge of astronomy and geology, specifically the friction between the two. At such times, they that dwell on the mountains suffer destruction more than those who Dwell near the sea. And in our case, the Nile, our savior in other ways saves us also at times from this calamity by rising high. And when the gods purge the earth with a flood of waters, all the herdsmen and shepherds in the mountains are saved.

But those in the cities of your land are swept into the sea. In our country, neither then nor at any other time does the water pour down from above. On the contrary, it all tends naturally to well up from below. It is for these reasons that what is here preserved is reckoned to be the most ancient. All such events are recorded and preserved here in our temples. Your people and the others are but newly equipped every time. When, after the usual interval of years, the flood from heaven comes sweeping down, it leaves none of you but the unlettered and uncultured, so that you become young as ever with no knowledge of all that happened in old times, in this land or in your own.

The genealogies you related, you didn’t see that one. But you know what? That’s my fault. I released it on Thanksgiving. The point is, inherited knowledge is not always understood by those who inherit it. This is how myth is born. Let’s not confuse this with allegory, which uses symbols to teach. It seems even the great priest Kings of Sais had trouble helping people understand that ancient myth always stems from literal happenings, especially celestial happenings. A troublesome transfer of tidings, even to the ear of a seasoned Greek stoic like solon. And over 2,000 years later, the same difficulty was found by a man named Dr.

Emanuel Belikovsky. Revolving door. Yeah, what is it, a revolving door around here? That’s how they treat it. I’m on the set. What’s up, babe? Sorry to interrupt. Would you be interested in a cast iron outdoor patio set with four chickers, man? No, but how much free I have at the back of my truck? I’m gonna dump it. No, dump it off, man. I’m sorry. This. I can’t really take on anything right now. I’ll take on your girl. All right. Well, I mean, John’s got a hot girlfriend, which is weird. He’s ugly as. Dude, it’s ugly. Dude.

Ugly dude. He will. He’ll never see this. So, John, you need to fix your face. I’m not gonna put that in. Yeah. Papavelli held down a fearsome resume of credentials in his time. With a diverse background in medicine, psychology and astronomy, his name wields a broad portfolio of prestigious awards from professional affiliates. When Emanuel spoke, people listened well, until he said that our understanding of the cosmos is all cattywampus from the get. You’ve seen how leading men react to that when these guys tried it. Velikovsky understood that people retain an age old collective memory, notably of world shattering disasters, dormant memories, mythologies that can be combined and decoded.

Called’s book Worlds in Collision, 1950. Claims that Venus had been pulled from Jupiter’s orbit and just ran wild in this house. Erotic, erratic until finding its new home. All right, you know, maybe I’ll leave that mistake and holy. Is that a little like Freudian slip? You know, Venus lady overseas. Oh my God. All right, get together. All right. It just ran wild in this house. Erratic until finding its new home. Orbiting the sun. And this bowl didn’t tiptoe around the fine china on its way through our circumstellar shop. The reason Velikovsky’s book became an international bestseller is simple.

The predictions made by his his model were extensively verified. Here’s the problem. His model didn’t fit the standard box. It sent our familiar cosmology back to the drawing board. So the scientific elite at the time protested by literally threatening his publishers to boycott. And after two months, they won. Worlds in Collision was dropped. This is book burning by modern modification. You know, it’s been said before, but always bears repeating. The only way to beat a theory is with a better theory. Suppression is a cowardice cover up. If you don’t like the evidence, that’s fine. Produce better evidence.

If you really do have the evidence, truth presents it. The better theory will always stand firm on its own. Censorship of new evidence strengthens the silence over time. Repression might work in the immediate to save your face and paycheck today. But your legacy will fall to dishonor with time. Okay, let’s lighten it up a little bit. I’ll touch on the electric universe model more in the future. But for right now, what needs known is that there is evidence to show that the planets had a much closer proximity. In days past, our solar system may have been a lot more dense not so very long ago.

This model clears up a ton of questions concerning how ancient people knew specific characteristics and behaviors of our space neighbors. One of which is the star of today’s episode being called the Scarred One. And many, many other militant descriptions. Make no mistake, Mars was a warrior. Valis. Marineris. Marineris. Marineris. It’s the most Italian valley is Marineris. Marineris. I could pull off Italian. Complexion wise. Yeah, a little bit of yard work. Valis, man, now I’m doing it Accidentally. But Valley Valley’s Marineris is the largest and deepest canyon in the solar system. If that statement falls flat on your ears, sprinkle this perspective on it.

They say the Grand Canyon in Nevada was caused by water erosion. A running theory. The Grand Canyon can fit easily into just one of these little side tentacles branching off off from this wound gouged out of the planet’s surface. How did that happen? Because whatever it was also handled the dirty work of stripping it of its atmosphere and oceans, skinning an entire layer of hide from the Northern hemisphere and thus flinging that debris out in all directions to eventually meet us at home. We’ve heard the most Mars myths. Now let’s see how well a literal scenario compares.

Under an EU model, planets have an electromagnetic charge. When two planets pass too close, there is an enormous plasmatic discharge. Think of touching a doorknob. Or the weak force that binds electrons to a nucleus. On a macrocosmic scale, a celestial degree. These are no longer little zaps. They are unimaginably powerful interplanetary thunderbolts that make the loudest lightning on Earth seem like a little TV static. As above, so below right thundering plasma powerful enough to gouge giant chunks of meat from a warrior God. The scars on Mars don’t have the smooth curving and curling channels to typically sculpted by water erosion.

It looks more like the type etched in this sharp spastic chaos of electrical current, branded by lightning in the signature of Zeus, a force that could be either and both beautiful and devastating. The significant point worth consideration here is a matter of fact that the strangest and most mysterious attributes of Mars, its surface and petroglyphs in multitudes on Earth can be successfully replicated in a plasma laboratory without missing a beat. In fact, the only enigma carried by Mars that can’t be explained with plasma is the one staring back at us. The face of a murder victim.

All right, so a lot of you guys have been talking about this square structure on Mars right here. Yeah, we. We know about it, but, like, we did not make this. Dude, we saw it. We. We didn’t do it. We’re about to tell you who did. Yeah, it was you, dude. You made that. You guys made this. But it was so long ago that the collective human consciousness has just forgotten. Y’ all forgot where you came from. You guys left Mars because, dude, Mars sucks. No ocean burritos. You got no cool. No matcha. Yeah, and now they’re trying to go back.

So stupid. Why would you go back to your hometown, Dude, Their home planet. Yeah, yeah. The reason pre dynastic Egypt is so mind numbing is that it came out of nowhere. It seems indicative of a technology handed down by a predecessor that just moved in one day. A story with three basic we were here, something happened. Now we’re different. Entirely different in three regards. A, buildings, homes and temples from sticks to mega stones of cosmic mathematical subset. B, psyche, strategic cognition. We were already making symbolic art. Now we’re thinking ahead, logically, planning for tomorrow. And C, and this one is important.

Anatomy. We are less durable. We tend to forget this one in the wake of scientific presumption. But right there in their own beloved fossil record is a gap. Multiple human species were biologically animalistic. We are not. And they’re gone. Searching for links between us and every other human species has arrived only at dead ends. To be clear, abundant evolution, evidence of sudden change, and more every year. Zero evidence of gradual transit. Still to this day, I think that permits us a bit of speculation. Humans are weird, different from animals in obvious ways. We have thin skin that sunburns easily.

Why we’re not closer to the sun than animals are. We have long pregnancies and weak babies that can’t stand up on their own weight until they’re 1, sometimes 20. And why is that? We’re not more subject to gravity than animals are. We have back problems. Outside of injury specific to humans, we have to be aided against diseases not applicable to our wild neighbors. You catch it. We sweat. Always too hot or too cold. No fur yet. We can’t survive naked. You shave a bear though, and he’s like hey, thanks. I’m having a great time here at Sports Clips.

We don’t auto survive in earthly conditions, so we create new environments that seal us off from the elements that are trying to kill us. The phrase he died of infinite exposure to the elements exists and is pretty much reserved to human people. Last I heard. There are many other odd traits that make it seem like we don’t jive on this rock. And frankly, most of us don’t like it here. If you consider. Sorry, if you remember our last episode, you might be sharing my postulate. An ancient amalgamation of our genomic speciation with other people. Unworldly, resulting in us having a little bit of nephilim within due to the worldwide boners of so called fallen angels.

So what did these fallen angels look like? Because perhaps combining the average of all mythic descriptions into one personified figure can give us an archetype towards work with an archetype that might suit up as a clue for the Main quandary facing back at U.S. foreign Collins hypothesizes a biological form onto fallen angels, a human form. A clue comes from a little ancient drama that easily puts Noah’s parents on an episode of Maury Povich. Turning to his obviously distraught wife, Lamech makes her swear by the Most High that she will tell him the truth and admit if she has lain with anyone else.

In reply, she beseeches him to accept her word, saying, I swear to thee by the King of the heavens that this seed is yours and that this conception is from you. This fruit was planted by you and by no stranger or watcher or son of Heaven. I speak to you truthfully. Meanwhile, Lamech is probably thinking, I swear by the great Holy One that if this don went and. All right. It is clear that Lamech is accusing his wife of sleeping not with angels in general, but with a specific race of divine beings known in Hebrew, translated as those who walk, watch, or those who are awake, translated into Greek, Egregoris or Gregori.

In Genesis, there are three angels in the guise of men who approach Abraham. They confirm the imminent birth of a son to his elderly wife Sarah and announce their planned destruction of Sodom. The Bible says that a feast was prepared for them and. And they did eat, and they did eat. Angels eating food. Surely incorporeal beings would not need to consume earthly sustenance. Then there are two angels who visit Lot and his wife and Sodom immediately prior to the city’s destruction. As in the case of the Abraham story, they did eat. Men of Sodom surround Lot’s home, calling him out and shouting, where are the men which came into thee this night? Bring them out onto us so that we may know them.

In other words, they wanted to. It says the rest of the book. You can use your imagination. It is, of course, from this Bible passage that we gain the term sodomy or anal penetration. Okay. Yeah, that’s what it says. So the fallen were fine as hell and were even recognized as more awake in psyche. Keep in mind, descriptives like watcher doesn’t mean to watch in or at people, but instead to watch out on behalf of people often described as meek. This guy. Look out for the little guys. Well, people always think that watchers means watching people.

Yeah. But it turns out, right. Yeah, they were actually like, it’s a reality TV show. Right. But they. They were meant to watch the cosmos, which is very interesting considering cataclysms and blah, blah. Right, Right. Fallen angels were said to be white as wool and had eyes that glare like the sun or stars. They had sharp facial features always compared to serpents, indicating high cheekbones and very large narrow eyes. They preferred the night, seemingly sensitive to sun hitting their flesh. Ladies, go ahead and tell your boyfriend the joke you just thought of. I’ll wait. Most importantly, they were skinny and as tall as a cedar in Lebanon.

All of these traits are common sense. Results of living in an environment with less gravity and weaker sunlight. Seems like that place could be Mars. Seems like. But there is another strange characteristic attributed to the fallen. All of them were male and all of them desired. Women of Earth. Sounds pretty damn biological to me. Isn’t it strange that the first stoneworks to appear in ancient Egypt. Egypt was not artsy. The pyramids are plain logical geometry. The shiss disk, a no nonsense piece of machinery. The Oserion. Etc. All the initial work is left brain male. But the works that followed using the same universal geometric code were very artsy.

The temple of Ramses Left. Or giant statues of pharaohs and therianthropic beings. They were all very curvy, colorful and creative. Female. So what changed? Men are from Mars and women are from Venus. This isn’t just a catchy book title. It is a staple in our collective animal mind. A vertebrae in the backbone of worldwide myth. Mars can be seen as our left brain hemisphere. Logical, stark, strategic, domineering, quick tempered, reluctant to change. Male. Venus can be associated with the right. Creative, free spirited, sporadic, emotional, intuitive and psyche female. And right between the two brain hemispheres is the pineal grand land uniting them both.

Leading us head first into two options. Is it good? Yeah. Always save the best for last. Either planets really do have a drastic effect on our mind, genome and resulting biology. Or everyone on Earth is an immigrant escaping citizenship from a world on fire. Just like Joe McMon saw with his third eye. So that’s a subterranean cavern. That’s a subterranean cavern. You cannot see into it, but it’s very deep. And there’s wiring. That’s wiring. Here’s the interesting part. When we first caught this on Mars, there was a bright red light right here that’s gone out since we caught it.

I actually have a photo of the light. What? What do you think? Bright red light. What do you think the light was? Well, that almost implies that there’s something there now. Yeah, yeah. Let me show you something else. So there. There are people at JPL who do definitively things. There you go. Is that real? That’s real. That’s three feet long and that big around. That’s. And it’s got buttons on it and rotating things. That was taken on Mars. That’s laying on Mars, man. And if you sent that to like a NASA photo instrumentation specialist, they wouldn’t be able to say they.

What they do is they’d say that’s not off of Mars. Well, I had the negative. You have the negative? Yeah. So they can say whatever the hell they want and you can back it up with these JPL guys? Yeah. Wow, Joe, I appreciate it, man. This is amazing. Not a problem. So JPL is just sitting on these? Yeah, but you gotta understand something. They say truth is always stranger than fiction. But how can that be? Well, if you think about it, fiction is created from what we have birthed, from what we already know. The worlds we make up for entertainment are bound to the limits of our imagination.

And our imagination comes strictly from memory. Truth, however, whatever that might be, is not concerned one bit by our reality requirements. Like our cousin Terrence was known to say, it’s not just stranger than we think, but. But stranger than we can think. There are things, physical and conceptual that we have no idea about. Things we don’t know, that we don’t know. So no matter the theory, the truth will undoubtedly birth from things completely unfamiliar. The Mars mystery is still well beyond our familiar logic. We have to speculate a story with what we have, knowing that most of the puzzle pieces are not only missing, but we can’t even see the gap that it’s void from.

So the truth is etched in us, gouged into our dormant archetypal memory like a Mercury. Let me tell you something weird. In 1902, Uncle Carl published a doctoral dissertation on the psychology of so called occult phenomenon. In it he admitted a 14 year old girl who would periodically fall into strange mediumistic trances. And sometimes she spoke about ancient life on Mars. Flying machines have long been in existence on Mars. The whole of Mars is covered with canals. The canals are artificial lakes and are un used for irrigation. The canals are all flat ditches. The water on them is very shallow.

There are no bridges over the canals. But that does not prevent communication because everybody travels by flying machine. So there’s no telling how much of that is literal truth or active imagination. I mean, Jung was involved. But what is clear is that we are deep, deeply embedded with this archetypal memory. Just look at Mars in pop culture. In fact, there was a comic book about an archaeological finding of a giant face on Mars years before we even had the technology to see the damn thing. What a mind to think that in our collective Hive mind. We are reminded of an ancient philosophical piece.

People who just refused to die. So they did the impossible, abandoned ship in a Hail Mary attempt at a last resort and threaded themselves into our world to live on for another eon. But through us, Brahmo was wiping that sleep from his eye. And the Yuga was through with their Samsara. The universe wanted to them dead to fertilize the coming births, fractaling into this Ouroboros, kicking and screaming and looking for a Tholas when their time was out. They knew it, but they held on anyway. Because that’s what you’re supposed to do. You’re supposed to fight. Rage against the darkness, as they say.

You won’t win, but you’ll get tougher. You’ll get better. And that rise in frequency will be felt, tested and adapted by the rest of the whole. Your particular condensed pocket of sentient energy goes out of its way to grow the fastest way that evolution allows. Self sacrifice. This is how you die before you die. This is how you transcend selfhood and unite with a monad. This is why warriors go to Valhalla. All that the sacrifice has to be of the self. The overcoming of the pain, body and fear response. This is simply a requirement of the great cosmic wheel, the Yuga cycle.

It is how it eats. It eats. Time and gradients in the Yuga cycle should remind us of our prior notion that reality was once woven differently. Because that ties us full circle to when Joe McMonagle felt that uneasy static while viewing Cydonia. He said it felt just one step removed from reality because it was reality itself. May have been entirely different. A fabric back then. Thread count, 200 type shit. Things may have been finer, more etheric, closer, merged with the subtle and causal. Remember, atoms don’t weigh anything because there’s no matter in there to weigh. It’s a pocket of energy that seems dense when we decide it is.

Unconsciously, perhaps during the great golden ages of the Yuga cycles, when our solar system is centered in its orbital sine wave on the galactic disk and parallel with our celestial center, whatever kind of plasma sorcery that thing is, maybe matter didn’t behave the way it does now. When we’re all the way out here on the ceiling fighting for our damn lives. We have to remember cosmic radiation doesn’t stop at a tangible mass like light does. It penetrates through and past the very core of all things. But right about there is kind of where the speculation dam breaks open and we have a damn tsunami of possibility combinations with stone lighter, gravity less? Would the technology be way different and adapted to those laws? Would technology be needed at all if matter and form are rendered opaque? I don’t know, but this is the second video I’ve done on the Mars mysteries and the more I learn about Mars, the more I know that we’re going to need a part 3.

Do you think when you say what if you had one more day, would you say what you mean as true and can and I see it in you. We hold on for bitter life. In the turbulence we see the light. You write the signs for my kind, for my mind, for my time. To the trenches of cold. From the knowledge of old to the novelty. There’s been a surprise for Soviet space scientists monitoring the Martian space probe. The Phobos craft photographed startling lines and shadows on the surface of Mars before it was knocked out of commission by an unknown object.

Phobos managed to get a picture of its attacker, but the Soviets won’t release it. Their mission was to photograph Mars and land probes on its moon. One was accidentally switched off by a mission operator, but the second reached Mars and transmitted pictures that are still puzzling Soviet scientists. This is an infrared photograph. It’s the most detailed infrared picture of the planet’s surface. Only one British scientist has seen it. His first reaction, you could mistake it for an aerial view of Los Angeles. We have some very, very thin lines on the surface of Mars in the infrared.

An answer the question of what it is I certainly don’t know and the Russians aren’t telling us. Scientists are also puzzled by this shadow pictured on the surface of Mars by both optical and heat seeking cameras. They’re convinced it’s a shadow because they can see objects on the surfaced beneath. But a shadow of what? Finally, there’s the mystery of the vanishing spacecraft. The Russians have yet to release the last picture transmitted by Phobos before it lost contact with ground control. But the Russians have said that it shows an object coming towards the spacecraft. An object which in their words should not have been there.

The spacecraft was circling Mars, coming into the same orbit as the moon of Mars. And the last picture about they got halfway through it and they saw something there which shouldn’t be there. British scientists will be able to judge for themselves when the Soviets bring their pictures to a conference at Exeter next month because of course there must be a sensible explanation.
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