Las redes sociales trastocan los modelos de los medios de comunicación tradicionales (2008)
6. Conclusiones
‘The one wheel turns. One turn alone is made and every sphere, and suns of all degrees, follow its course. The night of time is lost in it and aeons measure less than seconds in the little day of man.
‘Ten million million aeons pass, and twice ten million million Brahmic Cycles [311,400,000,000,000,000 years equals one Brahmic Cycle, or Great Aeon], and yet one hour of cosmic time is not completed Within the Wheel forming that Wheel are the lesser wheels from the first to the tenth dimension.
‘These in their cyclic turn hold in their spheres of force other and lesser wheels (planets, etc.).
Yet many suns compose the cosmic one.’
Reading ‘system‘ for ‘wheel’ makes this acceptable to the best brains in Mount Palomar.
Another drily stated tenet of modern astronomy is phrased a little more poetically in the
continuation of the same commentary:
‘Wheels within wheels, spheres within spheres. Each pursues his course and repels or rejects his brother, arid yet none can escape from the circling arms of the mother.’
Then it says something concerning the eventual dissolution and reappearance of a Universe, which appears to be stating in a definite form what is now held to take place when a system.
‘blows up’, becoming a super-nova, or refers to events when an entire nebula reaches the hour of trial. I feel it is worth quoting and pondering:
‘When the wheels of the fourth dimension, of which our own sun is one, and all that is of lesser force and higher number, such as the eighth and ninth degrees, turn upon themselves, devour each other, and turn and rend their mother (nebula), then will the Cosmic Wheel be ready for a swifter revolution.’
So if the pre-Deluvians knew this much of astronomy, it is very possible that what they have written concerning Venus and the awakening of animal-man into true man is not without foundation. And if the coming of the Lords of Venus is no mere fable, then we have in our possession a definite record of the first great space ship to land on Earth, and the date given in the Brahmin Tables is 18,618,793 years ago.
The thought had often occurred to me that if all the teachings about Venusian-Kumaras were something more than myth, could we not expect that others from that bright planet would follow in their footsteps and come to Earth, the poor neighbour, at times when help was needed ? The Egyptians wrote of the gods coming down from heaven in their shining vehicles bringing many gifts for men, gifts of food and gifts of teaching. The Red Indians have traditions that up till the coming of white men, the elder brothers used to fly down in their circular shining ships to teach them and to help them at times of need. All the Celtic countries tell of the immortals coming down in flaming chariots from their shining palaces in the heavens to dwell on Earth amidst us. And it does not take much poetic imagination to call the bright planets ‘shining palaces in the heavens’, nor their space craft ‘Flaming Chariots’.
Now that science has run amok and is threatening us with atomic annihilation it does seem reasonable to expect that if ever another intervention was needed, the time would be now.
We have enough evidence to assume that some, or many, intelli-gents outside the Earth are watching our progress with interest. And if the whole solar system is inhabited by members of the same solar family, why should not a few of our two billion Earthmen again have an experience which the ancient books seem to think was once quite common—that of speaking with visitors from space ? I can see nothing against it whatsoever except prejudice.
So for the unprejudiced I now hand over the tale to George Adamski, who is the first to be able to give us a documentary record of his experiences and impressions on coming face to face with a man from another planet. Adamski was not afraid when he saw the shining vehicle come down, nor when the tremendous realisation burst upon him that he was standing face to face with a living spiritual being, a man like ourselves, a human brother from another globe of existence.
And so we who are of the same flesh and mould as Adamski can look up with joy, rather than with fear, when from time to time other fragments; other people; Sparks from the same flame, flash for a moment into the orbit of our perception, knowing that, like ourselves, they are working out the full lesson of their worlds in the slow, aeonic. struggling ascent towards union in the Central Mystic Sun, known to sages and philosophers of all time as the goal and achievement, not only of man, but of Cosmic Man himself, whom we shall re-become.
Pic. 12
George Adamski with his six-inch telescope, and the camera which took the photographs