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Black Sun Rising Part 2

Just who were the pre Columbian visitors? This is the tale of Akakor in the sweltering Amazon, the caves beneath and the Jaguar. Germans in the jungle. — Orage Black Sun Rising By Jack Heart & Orage "We shall see them again at the epoch of the Revolution." — Abbé Louis Constant (Éliphas Lévi) — Written in good words and in clear script What can be verified began in 1972 in a sweltering bar in a city called Manaus . The isolated city adorns the jungles navel where the black swirling waters of the Rio Negro flow into the vast brown water of the Amazon. German journalist Karl Brugger met with a deeply tanned and lithely muscled man of obvious European descent who spoke broken German, Portuguese and Quechua Indian. He was reputed by the Yaminauá and Cashinahua tribes to be a great chief and called himself Tatunca Nara. Brugger, leery of the man’s claims as to his identity, checked with the authorities in Rio de Janeiro, Brasilia, Manaus and Rio Branc

Peter Pan Meets Pyramid Head II

Peter Pan Meets Pyramid Head II By Jack Heart & Orage It is in these hours the angels have gathered Anxious to settle their eternal score When the boundaries of reality have shattered Mortals shall witness the angels War Without the benefit of the modern internet, or at least a Wikipedia styled encyclopaedia with hyperlinks, Preston Nichols could not have written The Montauk Project: Experiments in Time . It’s doubtful that any of the best science fiction writers today could, let alone a neophyte author in the beginning of the nineties. He made a few unintentional mistakes, insignificant ones like calling wavelets wavicles but any real errors are deliberate. There are rules. Nichols begins with an old standby of conspiracy hucksters; placing the genesis of Stealth Technology in the so called “Philadelphia experiment” which supposedly took place in 1943. According to lore, promulgated by Hollywood and the rest of the CIA’s disi

Black Sun Rising Part 5

Jules Vernes inspired many a young boy to dream of star travel and powerful machines. What novelists imagined, scientists set out to bring into reality, often drawing from age-old texts and by observing nature. The turn of the century set in motion a rush for the last frontiers. Ever wondered where the inventions that became the icons of The American Dream came from? The everyday appliances that we rely on, the conveniences of modern life and entertainment? With all these gadgets that have dominated our modern lives the past 60 years, there are things that go far beyond. What the Futurists had dreamed up came from a source that propagandists have been busy describing as ultimate evil ever since. — Orage Their approach to the development of technology was different in many respects, and that's what I wanted to emphasize, because in my view it's still poorly understood. Only when one will compile various fields, an overall picture will emerge, which is simply

The Fall, a story

David Bohm said there was an implicate and explicate order, with the explicate order being the distorted image that those mired in materialism witness of the implicate order, which is the raison d'être for existence. Mircea Eliade said basically the same thing except he called the explicate order the profane and the implicate the sacred. Much, most I dare say, of what we have written is of the sacred and henceforth all else will be. Heaven burns and the world burns with it. Every story has a beginning and an ending. Everything in between is just a story. Once shamans made up stories how we got here and called them religion. Now academics make up different ones and call it science. They always got a story, and each one is different from the last. They just keep telling stories until they got no more left to tell. Let me tell you my story, it just may be the last. – Jack Heart The Fall In a place before time began, the dark and formless void was pierced by a point of light. And from

Magician

I am the Magician Changing metal into gold Water that is dry Fire that is cold I have wandered through worlds and thousands of years I have watched Pharaohs die and tasted bitter tears I am a witness to the rise and fall of Rome I have worshiped gods I am now my own I am the Magician Changing metal into gold Water that is dry Fire that is cold I am the guardian of the grail in the court of Primal Thunder And it’s what I’ve always known that is the source of wisdom's wonder I am the Magician I can change water into wine And reconcile the extremes As I balance all the lines The circles complete in the anointed Lord When I hurl my words at the flaming void I am the cross that is retributions sword I am herd become a swarming horde I am the Magician I am the voice That seals the Vision Jack Heart ® 2017

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