In the
beginning there was endless time and space, and Tawa the creator, contemplated
it. He decided he wanted it filled with joyful sounds and joyful movements, so
he created Sotuk in his image. Sotuk awoke and asked, “Who am I, and why am I
here?”
“You are Sotuk, my nephew, and I am Tawa, your
uncle,” he tells him. “Within all this time and space, I’d like to hear joyful
sounds and see joyful movements. You are here to create universes to carry out
that plan.”
“OK,” replies Sotuk,
and he goes out and creates a universe for Tawa, one for himself, and seven
others, all modeled after his uncle, each with an axis around which all form
and equilibrium manifest.
Sotuk returns
to Tawa and asks, “How did I do?”
“Perfect,”
replies Tawa. “Now I want you to create life.”
“OK,” and Sotuk
goes out and creates the beautiful Mother Wuti. She awakes and asks, “Who am I,
and why am I here?”
“You are Mother
Wuti,” he replies, and shows her the nine universes. “Tawa our creator would
like to hear joyful sounds and see joyful movements, so you have been given the
powers, wisdom, and love to bless all beings you create. This is why you are
here.”
Following his instructions,
Mother Wuti mixes Earth with her spit, molds two beings, sings a song over them,
and they come to life. “Who are we and why are we here?” they ask.
“You are the
Hoya Twins,” she replies, and shows them Earth. “You are to divide water from land
and administer to Earth so it can ring with vibration, to transmit joyous sounds
and joyous movements.”
“OK,” replied
the Hoya Twins, and they cast a grid from pole to pole for vibrations to run across
the surface. The Earth awoke with laughter, and the entire universe quivered in
tune with joy.
The Hoya Twins
return to Mother Wuti and ask, “How did we do?”
“Perfect,”
replies Mother Wuti, whereupon she dispatches them to the poles of Earth, to ensure
that all remains in balance.
Then Mother Wuti creates all animals and
plants, and again sings over them, bringing them to life. Next she molds four
figures, from four different colors of Earth--Black, Red, Yellow, and White--all
in the image of nephew Sotuk; and finally she molds four more figures in her
own image, making for pairs. Again she sings over them. She sings all the night
and then, in the purple light of early dawn, the four pairs emerge, holding
each other, their heads still soft and damp with dew.
Soon the Sun
appears, rises up, dries their heads and makes them hard. Mother Wuti noticed
we were awake, but we could not talk, so she called to Sotuk. He appears and gives
each of the four pairs their own language to speak. Then Mother Wuti informs
us, “Up in the sky is your father the Sun, and this ground, and all the ground
that makes up this world is your mother Earth. And the Sun and Earth and you--all
of us--are apart of Tawa’s plan. Your role is to create joyful sounds and make joyful
movements. With the ability to remember the past, examine the present, and
imagine the future, you are asked to use you’re your reason and ability to create,
to honor and respect your father and mother, and all life dependent upon them.
Thursday, May 15, 2014
Behistun Inscription
The Rosetta Stone is a stone in a museum, about 45 inches tall. Because it contains three scripts of the same text (Egyptian/Demotic/Greek), it was used to unlock Egyptian hieroglyphics. The Behistun Inscription, 50 feet by 80 feet, carved in limestone on the side of a mountain in Iran, is just like the Rosetta Stone: composed of three different scripts (Sumerian/Akkadian/Persian), and used to unlock a mysterious language--Sumerian cuneiform. Because the Behistun Inscription is composed with scripts older than those of the Rosetta Stone it’s a much better filter towards seeing what we’re actually looking at when looking at human history.
Friday, May 9, 2014
Late Notes
So I was surfing the net looking for info and found out
something kind of heavy, heavy in that it's revealing, like if you were a
dragon slayer you’d be paying keen attention. I was looking to make the
argument that there is more than enough water on the planet to sustain billions
and billions and billions of people. Couple years ago a graph in National Geographic
showed how if you took the seven billion humans of today, placed them shoulder
to shoulder, front to back, we would all fit in a boundary as large as Los
Angeles County. When you take the size of LA County and place it alongside the
size of all the oceans of the world, you realize that the notion of there not being
enough water in the world to be utterly ridiculous. But that’s salt water idiot!
We can’t drink it and it’s too expensive to desalinate! So then I looked into
the state of desalinization, and as you might imagine, to push ocean through a
filter, so that the only thing on the other side is pure H2O, takes lots of
energy. And I was going through the top ten articles on Google, and in the
comments to one, someone mentioned Thorium. And I was like, what? It turns out that at the onset of the nuclear age, the 1950s, there were various ways being
tested for how to utilize power from a nuclear reaction. Of course the US
Military, in the white-knuckled days of the Cold War, was keen to find the
latest and greatest energy source. One project led to another and it was found in
1960 that molten salt reactors were safe and clean with a myriad of pluses
alongside all the scary stuff associated with Uranium. But the Uranium process
resulted in material for bombs so the military nudged the molten salt approach
out of the way, and the nuclear lobby took hold, and humanity has been denied molten
salt reactors ever since. If you say, “We don’t need no more nuclear energy!”
you should know that solar and wind alongside molten salt are laughable, like
saying you and your skateboard can beat a Lamborghini in the quarter mile,
almost too ridiculous to create a metaphor. It’s the energy needs for every
single human being, meaning no human ever again would ever die from being too
cold or too hot. Molten salt reactors are how we were meant to go, and the same
forces which denied Tesla, denied molten salt energy. And so what are we going
to do about it? We’ll see.
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