HOLLOW EARTH ;My encounter with a Dero
Published on Jun 5, 2013
A story of an encounter with 3 different beings while I lived in Texas and reading a book 15 years later and seeing a picture of the exact thing that had grabed me and more details like this. Enjoy the true story and comment if you have seen this type because i would like to know and I will answer any resonable questions .thanks.
HOLLOW EARTH: I Saw Dero Technology
Published on Jul 22, 2013
An analysis of Dero technology i saw in action in my encounter with them in Texas.
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Thebluecanary wrote:I've always been fascinated by the dero stories and hollow earth. There were some really interesting happenings surrounding the original Shaver story too, I wish I could remember the whole thing. I'm going to have to dig through my books now...
i found this...
The Shaver Mystery
I’ve been involved in the movement investigating UFOs and other unexplained phenomena since I was a teenager back in the Fifties, but from the viewpoint of an occultist, not that of a materialist. For example, I’ve always felt that most of the evidence concerning visits to Earth by ancient astronauts can be accounted for by postulating telepathic contact with beings from advanced extraterrestrial societies, and that many close encounters with UFOs involve psychic contact with spiritual beings.
In the Fifties and Sixties, the occultists in the movement were regarded as credulous and unscientific for putting a psychic and spiritual interpretation on much of the evidence; but as the years have passed, more and more investigators of unexplained phenomena have begun to draw similar conclusions from the available data.
However, I myself have always remained part of the “lunatic fringe,” because my favorite theory in the whole field is the Shaver Mystery, which has never gained respectability.
Even today, almost everyone in the Ufology and occult communities treats people who believe in it as fools or paranoids. I am neither, but I still take it very seriously, because many of the details in Shaver’s writings match my dreams and visions of what seem to be past lives on other worlds.
During World War Two, Ray Palmer, editor of the science-fiction magazine Amazing Stories, received several short novels from an amateur writer named Richard S. Shaver. The stories were rather poorly written, but the idea content so impressed Palmer that he and various ghostwriters polished them up for publication.
When the Shaver stories started appearing in Amazing, the magazine’s circulation increased dramatically; some versions of the story say it doubled or tripled. Shaver’s writing was a highly complex and imaginative new treatment of a theme that had long been common in science fiction: the concept that we share this planet with the descendants of ancient astronauts who always remain hidden from us, but who use their advanced scientific technology to manipulate us.
Because most of Shaver’s literary output – millions of words over more than twenty years – was chaotically organized and was rewritten by many different hands to make it suitable for publication, very few people today have an over-all understanding of his cosmology. Many occult and unexplained phenomena writers have borrowed from it, usually without identifying it as their source, but no one has yet bothered to publish a coherent synopsis of Shaver’s theories in any detail.
Here is a brief summary.
Thousands of years ago, extraterrestrial space travelers visited Earth and established huge underground colonies here. They couldn’t live on the surface because solar radiation shortened their lifespan, which was normally measured in centuries. Eventually, the civilization that had planted the colonies became moribund, and contact with the parent worlds became less and less frequent.
Because the underground colonies were cut off from outside supplies, some of the colonists were forced to live permanently on the surface to grow food and obtain the raw materials necessary to sustain life in the underground cities.
Over a long period of time, the “detrimental radiation” of the sun caused the minds of the surface dwellers to degenerate, and eventually they reverted to complete barbarism. However, they did retain enough intelligence to start progressing again, finally achieving human civilization as we read about it in our history books.
During this whole period, the many inhabitants of the underground colonies, which Shaver simply calls “Caves,” survived and retained a significant amount of the original knowledge and technology. However, the population of Cave dwellers gradually decreased because of constant shortages of supplies from the surface.
After the surface people forgot completely about the origin and nature of the underground cities, the Cave dwellers started posing as gods and other supernatural beings to coerce surface people into providing them food and other necessities. The Cave people possess machines for generating “Rays” that give them certain kinds of power over surface dwellers.
Some types of Rays can kill or wound people, but others can be used to heal sickness or injury or to slow down the aging process. The Rays can also be used for telepathic communication and to control the thoughts and emotions of others at a distance. They seem to be most effective at close range, but some are powerful enough to have a significant effect on surface people.
The Cave dwellers have used their Ray technology to manipulate surface society throughout history, especially to obtain food and other supplies without the majority of people on Earth being aware of it. A few surface people were in on the plot and acted as agents of the Cave dwellers; these included members of such diverse groups as political rulers, religious leaders, wealthy merchants and traders, smugglers, and pirates.
However, the population in the Caves has decreased steadily over the ages because of continual shortages of raw materials. Shaver described the current situation in the underground cities as grim and desperate, with the political and social structure in almost complete collapse. Starvation and cannibalism are commonplace, and many of the inhabitants have turned themselves into literal monsters through improper use of the Rays.
These “Deros” have become insane tyrants, and most have deformed their bodies as well, by trying to use the life prolonging Rays to achieve physical immortality. Because “detrimental radiation from the Sun penetrates even into the Caves”, and because many of the Ray machines themselves have deteriorated through ages of constant use and makeshift repairs, the Deros resemble the living dead of legend. The Rays alone aren’t enough: to survive, they also have to eat human flesh like ghouls, and drink human blood like vampires.
However, some of the Cave dwellers are still normal: they call themselves “Teros,” and often use their Rays to help people on the surface, especially to combat the evil being done by the Deros. However, they aren’t militarily strong enough to conquer and destroy the Deros, and the only reason they survive at all is that they sometimes receive help from extraterrestrials who arrive in spaceships.
Unfortunately, these modern space travelers are also incapable of defeating the Deros. According to Shaver, they’ve been trying for centuries to get some government or other elsewhere in the galaxy to “send in the Marines and clean up Earth,” but so far it hasn’t happened. Earth is just one small planet in a remote backwater of the universe, and no advanced interstellar civilization has bothered to come here and fight a war to liberate us from the Deros.
Some of Shaver’s stories assert that such civilizations still exist, and that “help from the stars” might arrive at any time. Others are pessimistic and say they all fell long ago. The stories saying that some worlds have retained sufficient technology to permit interstellar travel also make it plain that such cultures are degenerate remnants of once-great civilizations, now fallen into decay. In either case, the Teros fight on, barely holding their own. They use their Rays to communicate with people like Shaver, hoping that eventually civilization on the surface will develop technologically to the point where we will be able to help them defeat the Deros, but they make it clear this point is far in the future.
The Deros lack the technical knowledge necessary to keep their Ray machines in good repair, so they are no longer able to keep political control of surface society or prevent technological progress. However, the machines they have inherited from ancient times are still far too advanced for our present scientists to duplicate, and they continue to have a great deal of power to manipulate both surface society as a whole and the minds of individuals.
Here is a sample of Shaver’s actual writing: an excerpt from Mandark, a two-hundred-thousand word novel, serialized in 1947 and ‘48 in his own mimeographed publication, Shaver Mystery Magazine.
As far as I know, this was not edited or revised by anyone else.
“To all you young idealists there will come a time when all those things you think of Life with your bright, trusting and believing eyes will become dust and slime. A time when you will understand the terrible and stupid horror that life may be, in reality.
“To each of you will come at last an apparition, wearing like Scrooge, his chains, a mask of terror that hides a deep basic stupidity – a dumbness that is deeper than human...
“They have life, those things, just as you have life: but they are not understood and are so terribly feared that men will neither speak of them or write of them openly...
“Always, I too, feared the evil ones, the ignorant, degenerate and cannibalistic ray people who catch and kill us when they can. But they did not catch many of us, for we had some old ray women from the Deep Schools with us, and we were not easy to catch...
“We need men like you to aid us in our constant struggle with the living devils that inhabit much of these underground warrens. But when we try to approach men for this purpose, they fear the whole thing as madness or ghosts or whatever they have been taught...
“Almost immediately upon the visi-screen a scene of utter horror became visible... It was a Hell, with its Devils at work... ‘Do you see them, those things that should not live?’
“I looked in horror upon the things that moved as men move upon the screen of life. They were a thing that could not possibly live except for the protection of the hidden caverns, and the support of the great beneficial rays keeping their degenerate and evil carcasses in motion.
“Dead they must have been but for the supply of super-energy which the ancient generators poured through their bodies forever. These evil people must live on long after they would normally die, to become as undead as they were. It seems to be this fact that contributes to their evil nature, for the slow decay of their brains is energized by the synthetic electric life-force, and their resultant thought is but the reflection of life upon the stagnating brain tissues...”
As Shaver describes it, only a few people on the surface know about the Caves at all, and they are mostly agents of the Deros.
Some are conscious, willing agents seeking wealth and power; others are mere slaves, whose minds are completely controlled by the Deros’ Rays. The only surface people who know the whole truth about the “Hidden World” and are willing to fight the Deros instead of collaborating with them are Shaver and a few of his friends.
When presented as fiction, these ideas aroused only mild interest among the readers of Amazing Stories. However, when Palmer printed letters from Shaver and various readers stating that the theories expounded in the Mystery were literally true, the Shaver Mystery started receiving major attention from the science-fiction community, almost all of it unfavorable.
However, the publicity attracted large numbers of new readers: probably the same people who supported the UFO movement, which started a few years later. The increased circulation did not prevent the publishers of Amazing from firing Palmer after he admitted that he himself accepted the Mystery as fact. They felt that the long-term success of their magazine depended on support from people who read science fiction regularly, a group that reacted very negatively to claims that the Shaver Mystery was true.
Shaver continued to get his work into print by publishing his own amateur magazine, and quickly attracted what would now be called a “cult following.” After Palmer was fired from Amazing, he went into business for himself, publishing books and magazines in the unexplained-phenomena and occult fields. His magazines included Flying Saucers, Search, and Mystic, which gave some coverage to the Shaver Mystery, and The Hidden World, which was devoted almost entirely to it. They weren’t spectacularly successful in attracting readers, but one or another of the titles appeared on newsstands almost continuously until about 1975.
I read Palmer’s publications during this period, but rarely discussed them with my friends in the unexplained-phenomena or occult communities. I had assumed from my first contact with the Mystery that Shaver was a medium that received messages from the spirit world, but also a materialist who rationalized his psychic experiences as a physical phenomenon. I interpreted his Teros and Deros as good and evil spirits and his Rays as the psychic powers of both living people and disembodied spirits used to work magic.
Such an interpretation was unacceptable to most UFO investigators, and even to the majority of Shaver’s own followers, because they were strict materialists. However, occultists didn’t like the Shaver Mystery either; they called it negative and paranoid. People in both groups dismissed Shaver and his supporters as “nuts and crackpots who give all the rest of us a bad reputation.”
However, I noticed from the late Sixties on that more and more of Palmer and Shaver’s ideas were appearing in books on occultism, conspiracies, and unexplained phenomena. All too often the authors didn’t even credit these men as the source. Recently, years after his death, Palmer has finally begun to get some of the recognition he deserves as a creative, courageous pioneer in all three fields; but Shaver’s name is rarely mentioned, except by a few members of his original following in their own small-circulation publications.
I reread much of the Shaver Mystery material during the early Eighties when I was consciously trying to make my breakthrough, and I found that his basic cosmology seemed to fit the total available evidence about the nature of spiritual reality better than any of the traditional cosmologies in religious and occult literature.
It’s quite grim and paranoid, but then so is a lot of the raw spiritual evidence that psychics have channeled over the course of history.
Books on Spiritualism and other forms of traditional Western occultism usually portray the astral plane as a rather benign and orderly place, presided over by benevolent deities or advanced human spirits, just as the major religions do. The wicked may be punished there, but the just are rewarded; and above all, the life after death takes place in a stable environment with law and order.
However, many of the spirits I’ve communicated with over years of mediumistic practice describe the astral plane as an environment almost as harsh as Shaver’s Caves. As I said in the last chapter, spirits often appear to be insane, feeble-minded, or child-like; and even those who seem normally intelligent and mature sometimes become mysteriously incoherent during the course of a telepathic conversation, as if something were attacking them or jamming the communication process.
If, as all the religious and occult mythologies claim, the astral plane is really governed by benign gods or other highly-evolved spiritual beings, they do not seem to be doing a very efficient job of helping the dead find stability or happiness there. In fact, the messages that supposedly come from the spiritual entities in charge on the astral plane are among the most confusing and frightening communications that mediums receive. Many times, I’ve made contact with entities that say, “I am God,” and then go on into ravings as immoral as Hitler’s and as incoherent as something you’d expect to hear coming out of a padded cell.
Of course, both the occultists and the religious believers claim that such messages are from demons and other evil or insane spirits, but that doesn’t answer the most important question. If the astral plane is under the control of benign forces, why does so much of the observed evidence portray existence there as extremely harsh and unpleasant?
Most of the occultists I discussed this with over the years before I made the breakthrough were not interested in doing serious research into this.
Many put the blame on me:
“You’re too political and too concerned with the Earth plane, and this puts you in contact only with the lowest levels of the astral plane. If you’ll stop trying to play scientist, and simply submit your will to the spiritual forces that run the Universe, your mediumistic experiences will become calm and serene and you’ll start contacting the really advanced spirits and deities.”
My reply usually went something like this:
“Maybe I really am at a lower stage of spiritual development than you are, but if so, then I’ve got a lot of company. My personal communications with spirits tell me that the vast majority of the human race is not composed of high-level occultists capable of avoiding the evil spirits on the lower astral and going on to a higher plane of existence. Instead, when they die, it’s very likely they’ll join the lost souls calling for help. My sympathies are with them, and I’d like to learn how to help them.”
My actual opinion was that both traditional and New Age occultists, and all the believers in organized religion as well, were deluding themselves with false optimism because they were afraid to recognize and fight evil. However, I rarely said this openly because doing so would only be destructive criticism. I had no alternative to offer; just the vague feeling that there is something terrible going on in the spirit world.
When I finally made the breakthrough, I found out that it is a literal “War in Heaven,” a struggle to the death between two political factions of disembodied spirits; and that spirits from one of these factions had telepathically inspired my life-long fascination with the Shaver Mystery. My new knowledge also confirmed my rejection of Shaver’s physical, science-fiction-oriented interpretation of the Mystery.
The Caves, the space people, and even the Ray machines do exist, but on the spiritual plane, not the physical plane. Shaver was simply an unconscious medium that received important messages about the nature of spiritual reality from the same group of spirits who are helping me with this book.
And since the Sixties, these spirits have had an ever-increasing subconscious influence on many Ufologists and conspiracy theorists, leading them into hypotheses similar to the Shaver Mystery. For example, during the Seventies, Jacques Vallee and several other respected UFO researchers virtually stopped searching for evidence that flying saucers were physical objects, and concentrated on studying the effects of the UFO phenomenon on individuals and on society as a whole.
However, treating UFOs as a psychological and sociological phenomenon didn’t really explain anything, because the investigators kept finding evidence that UFOs had objective existence. Most cases could be explained as hoaxes, hallucinations, mass-suggestion, or media hype, but not all of them.
Investigators like Vallee kept talking to people who had experienced “close encounters” with UFOs and undergone profound psychological changes as a result. When I and other occultists read these accounts, we saw their similarity to descriptions in our own literature of encounters with spiritual beings, psychic attacks, illumination experiences, etc. Eventually, Vallee and other well-known UFO writers grudgingly began to admit that the UFOs were “real but nonphysical.”
This concept will be discussed further in a later chapter.
They also found that their investigations of the effects of UFO encounters on people forced them to consider seriously the idea that unseen forces manipulate the course of human history. In the Fifties, the mainstream of the UFO investigation movement had ostracized Palmer and Shaver for talking about mind control and secret conspiracies. Twenty years later, many of these same investigators found that they were being drawn down the same path, the one marked “This way lies paranoia.”
The next chapter will give some general background information on conspiracy theories.
I will return to the role of the UFO investigators later.
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I haven't read "I Remember Lemuria" and the other Shaver stories in years, but I have that Hatcher Childress compilation here at the house somewhere. It's hard to explain, but I always found a weird "rightness" to those stories somehow, even as preposterous as they sound...
Sci-fi tales keep ’em coming back to Blowing Cave
By Jeanni Brosius
This article was published October 17, 2010 at 6:00 a.m.
PHOTO BY STAFF WRITER / JEANNI BROSIUS
Blowing Cave in Cushman holds a lot of mysteries. Some people believe that a subterranean network of tunnels is home to a humanlike race of beings and that Blowing Cave is one of only five entrances in the nation to the underground empire.
BATESVILLE — Driving down Blowing Cave, a gravel road in Cushman, there is a certain point where it is not accessible by car, and one must hike up a hill. Approaching the mouth of Blowing Cave, the ghostly sound of rushing water emanates from an unseen source. The rich history of the cave includes its use as a former party place during the Depression, mysteries of people getting lost and never returning and serving as one of five entrances into the underworld of another race of humanlike beings.
Science fiction writer Richard Shaver told tales of an underground race of beings with a bluish tint to their chalky skin.
“My take on it is if they were there, someone would have found them,” James “Tiny” Smith said. “It’s just a little bit too far out for me to rationalize.”
Smith grew up in Cushman and served as school superintendent there for several years. He has written 18 books on the history of the area; he also taught high school biology.
There is a lot of speculation about the cave, which is on private property. In the 1950s, Shaver wrote about an underground empire, and some of his followers believe there are subterranean tunnels that supposedly network and intersect across the country.
“These people believed they were humanlike, and they live among us, and we don’t recognize them,” Smith said. “People have explored in there for miles, and they’ve never seen any signs of [human] life.”
When Cushman was established in 1886, people used the cave as a recreational place, where parties and dances were held, Smith said.
Although people have partied in and explored the cave, the alleged entrance to the underworld is not through the mouth of the cave.
Rumor has it that to enter the underground empire, one must slip through a hidden crevice between the cave’s entrance and the lake, and then through another crevice, which leads to a stairway. There are reports dating back to the 1940s and ’50s of interactions with this mysterious race.
Cushman was once the center of the manganese mining industry and served as a shipping point for businesses and farmers in northern Independence County and most of Izard County. Cushman was an important shipping and trade center for 72 years after it was established.
“There’s not another place in the world like Cushman, Ark.,” Smith said. “Cushman was considered the meanest town around. There were lots of miners, money and whisky, so there was a lot of fighting going on.”
An author by the name of Branton wrote about exploring a Cushman, Ark., cave in his book The Underground Empire:
“The most shocking surprise of all, however, occurred on the third day after exploration of this tunnel began, a considerable distance from the crevice from which they entered the tunnel. They were walking along when all-of-the-sudden they turned around and found themselves face-to-face with a group of human-like beings who stood around 7 to 8 feet tall. ‘Their’ skin had a faint pale-bluish, almost clay-bluish tint to it and their eyes were relatively large and owllike. But ‘they’ were definitely human, according to David L., who was on this particular expedition. The ‘people’ took out some type of electronic device, apparently some kind of parabolic communicator, and after a few attempts they succeeded in establishing a communication link using the electronic ‘translator.’”
Whether the human-like beings actually live in the subterranean chasms of Cushman or not, the stories are still alive, and the fascination with Blowing Cave still attracts visitors.
You can find the actual Shaver stories about this somewhere on line. I used to live near there and have been to the Cave. I saw a cave. That's it.
i am still looking for good pdf files online of the Shaver files, hard to find...ill post them when i do
another note though, is this maybe where the mythology of "Trolls" comes from...
Richard Shaver refers to the Dero as "DWELLERS"...it struck a lighbulb in my head right away, since I have been trying to figure this part of the Emerald Tablets out..
Who or What is "The Dweller of Unal?"
Tablet V: The Dweller of Unal
Oft dream I of buried Atlantis,
lost in the ages that have passed into night.
Aeon on aeon thou existed in beauty,
a light shining through the darkness of night.
Mighty in power, ruling the earth-born,
Lord of the Earth in Atlantis' day.
King of the nations, master of wisdom,
LIGHT through SUNTAL,
Keeper of the way,
dwelt in his TEMPLE,
the MASTER of UNAL,
LIGHT of the Earth in Atlantis' day.
Master, HE, from a cycle beyond us,
living in bodies as one among men.
Not as the earth-born,
HE from beyond us,
SUN of a cycle, advanced beyond men.
Know ye, O man, that HORLET the Master,
was never one with the children of men.
Far in the past time when Atlantis first grew as a power,
appeared there one with the KEY of WISDOM,
showing the way of LIGHT to all.
Showed he to all men the path of attainment,
way of the Light that flows among men.
Mastering darkness, leading the MAN-SOUL,
upward to heights that were One with the Light.
Divided the Kingdoms, HE into sections.
Ten were they, ruled by children of men.
Upon another, built HE a TEMPLE,
built but not by the children of men.
Out of the ETHER called HE its substance,
moulded and formed by the power of YTOLAN
into the forms HE built with His mind.
Mile upon mile it covered the island,
space upon space it grew in its might.
Black, yet not black, but dark like the space-time,
deep in its heart the ESSENCE of LIGHT.
Swiftly the TEMPLE grew into being,
moulded and shaped by the WORD of the DWELLER,
called from the formless into a form.
Builded HE then, within it, great chambers,
filled them with forms called forth from the ETHER,
filled them with wisdom called forth by His mind.
Formless was HE within his TEMPLE,
yet was HE formed in the image of men.
Dwelling among them yet not of them,
strange and far different
was HE from the children of men.
Chose HE then from among the people,
THREE who became his gateway.
Choose HE the THREE from the Highest
to become his links with Atlantis.
Messengers they, who carried his council,
to the kings of the children of men.
Brought HE forth others and taught them wisdom;
teachers, they, to the children of men.
Placed HE them on the island of UNDAL to stand as
teachers of LIGHT to men.
Each of those who were thus chosen,
taught must he be for years five and ten.
Only thus could he have understanding to bring
LIGHT to the children of men.
Thus there came into being the Temple, a dwelling place
for the Master of men.
I, THOTH, have ever sought wisdom,
searching in darkness and searching in Light.
Long in my youth I traveled the pathway,
seeking ever new knowledge to gain.
Until after much striving, one of the THREE,
to me brought the LIGHT.
Brought HE to me the commands of the DWELLER,
called me from the darkness into the LIGHT.
Brought HE me, before the DWELLER,
deep in the Temple before the great FIRE.
There on the great throne, beheld I,
the DWELLER, clothed with the LIGHT
and flashing with fire.
Down I knelt before that great wisdom,
feeling the LIGHT flowing through me in waves.
Heard I then the voice of the DWELLER:
"O darkness, come into the Light.
Long have ye sought the pathway to LIGHT.
Each soul on earth that loosens its fetters,
shall soon be made free from the bondage of night.
Forth from the darkness have ye arisen,
closer approached the Light of your goal.
Here ye shall dwell as one of my children,
keeper of records gathered by wisdom,
instrument thou of the LIGHT from beyond.
Ready by thou made to do what is needed,
preserver of wisdom through the ages of darkness,
that shall come fast on the children of men.
Live thee here and drink of all wisdom.
Secrets and mysteries unto thee shall unveil."
Then answered I, the MASTER OF CYCLES, saying:
"O Light, that descended to men,
give thou to me of thy wisdom that
I might be a teacher of men.
Give thou of thy LIGHT that I may be free."
Spoke then to me again, the MASTER:
"Age after age shall ye live through
your wisdom, Aye, when o'er Atlantis the ocean waves roll, holding the Light, though hidden in darkness, ready to come when e'er thou shalt call.
Go thee now and learn greater wisdom. Grow thou through LIGHT to Infinity's ALL."
Long then dwelt I in the Temple of the DWELLER until at last I was One with the LIGHT.
Followed I then the path to the star planes, followed I then the pathway to LIGHT.
Deep into Earth's heart I followed the pathway, learning the secrets, below as above; learning the pathway to the HALLS of AMENTI; learning the LAW that balances the world.
To Earth's hidden chambers pierced I by my wisdom, deep through the Earth's crust, into the pathway, hidden for ages from the children of men.
Unveiled before me, ever more wisdom until I reached a new knowledge: found that all is part of an ALL, great and yet greater than all that we know.
Searched I Infinity's heart through all the ages.
Deep and yet deeper, more mysteries I found.
Now, as I look back through the ages, know I that wisdom is boundless, ever grown greater throughout the ages, One with Infinity's greater than all.
Light there was in ancient ATLANTIS.
Yet, darkness, too, was hidden in all.
Fell from the Light into the darkness,
some who had risen to heights among men.
Proud they became because of their knowledge,
proud were they of their place among men.
Deep delved they into the forbidden,
opened the gateway that led to below.
Sought they to gain ever more knowledge but
seeking to bring it up from below.
He who descends below must have balance,
else he is bound by lack of our Light.
Opened, they then,
by their knowledge,
pathways forbidden to man.
But, in His Temple, all-seeing, the DWELLER,
lay in his AGWANTI, while through Atlantis,
His soul roamed free.
Saw HE the Atlanteans, by their magic,
opening the gateway that would
bring to Earth a great woe.
Fast fled His soul then, back to His body.
Up HE arose from His AGWANTI.
Called HE the Three mighty messengers.
Gave the commands that shattered the world.
Deep 'neath Earth's crust to the HALLS of AMENTI,
swiftly descended the DWELLER.
Called HE then on the powers the Seven Lords wielded;
changed the Earth's balance.
Down sank Atlantis beneath the dark waves.
Shattered the gateway that had been opened;
shattered the doorway that led down below.
All of the islands were shattered except UNAL,
and part of the island of the sons of the DWELLER.
Preserved HE them to be the teachers,
Lights on the path for those to come after,
Lights for the lesser children of men.
Called HE then, I THOTH, before him,
gave me commands for all I should do, saying;
"Take thou, O THOTH, all of your wisdom.
Take all your records, Take all your magic.
Go thou forth as a teacher of men.
Go thou forth reserving the records
until in time LIGHT grows among men.
LIGHT shalt thou be all through the ages,
hidden yet found by enlightened men.
Over all Earth, give WE ye power,
free thou to give or take it away.
Gather thou now the sons of Atlantis.
Take them and flee to the people of the rock caves.
Fly to the land of the Children of KHEM."
Then gathered I the sons of Atlantis.
Into the spaceship I brought all my records,
brought the records of sunken Atlantis.
Gathered I all of my powers,
instruments many of mighty magic.
Up then we rose on wings of the morning.
High we arose above the Temple,
leaving behind the Three and DWELLER,
deep in the HALLS 'neath the Temple,
closing the pathway to the LORDS of the Cycles.
Yet ever to him who has knowing,
open shall be the path to AMENTI.
Fast fled we then on the wings of the morning,
fled to the land of the children of KHEM.
There by my power,
I conquered and ruled them.
Raised I to LIGHT,
the children of KHEM.
Deep 'neath the rocks,
I buried my spaceship,
waiting the time when man might be free.
Over the spaceship,
erected a marker in the form
of a lion yet like unto man.
There 'neath the image rests yet my spaceship,
forth to be brought when need shall arise.
Know ye, O man, that far in the future,
invaders shall come from out of the deep.
Then awake, ye who have wisdom.
Bring forth my ship and conquer with ease.
Deep 'neath the image lies my secret.
Search and find in the pyramid I built.
Each to the other is the Keystone;
each the gateway that leads into LIFE.
Follow the KEY I leave behind me.
Seek and the doorway to LIFE shall be thine.
Seek thou in my pyramid,
deep in the passage that ends in a wall.
Use thou the KEY of the SEVEN,
and open to thee the pathway will fall.
Now unto thee I have given my wisdom.
Now unto thee I have given my way.
Follow the pathway.
Solve thou my secrets.
Unto thee I have shown the way.
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And As I showed in my video..Jim Henson showed us reptilians in The Dark Crystal, did Henson also show us the Dero in Fraggle Rock.....
The Reptilian Alpha-Draconians True Appearance
Fraggle Rock "Bored Stiff"
Fraggle Rock "Junior Sells the Farm"
Fraggle Rock ~ Dum Son of A Gun
Jim's Red Book "Gorg Vision"
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It's two parts bad science fiction to two parts weirdly "right" feeling, just as I remembered. And considering that it was written by a welder in the 40s, some of the technological stuff is downright Wells-ian. I didn't make it to Childress's commentary/notes (because Granny fell asleep on the couch) but just the parts I did read made me want to go back and re-read Keel and Vallee. Thanks for the tangent.
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