The Anatomy of Peace, found image to illustrate Levin Diatschenko's article of the same name.

(Sundancer by Dakatz)

It's June 2006, London.

A shift was in the making. I’d been staying at the Parallel Youniversity in West Hampstead for a month, while its Dean, Megatripolitan Fraser Clark, had been off on some Saharan adventure. This was hippy, or - as Fraser might have styled it - ‘zippy’, central. The first storey flat had a couple of decades worth of rave-olutionary activity pinned to its walls, the reminders of several East Asian and subcontinental tours adorning the eaves and immeasurable layers of grime and hair worked into its carpets. Apparently most of the hair belonged to Jonty, the dog, who I was tasked to mind, along with the world’s wildest indoor plant. While in the zippy lair, under the Hanging Gardens of Pronoia, I had privilege access to Fraser’s extensive countercultural library. Flying off the shelves was a book called Its Happening: a portrait of the youth scene today by J L Simmons and Barry Winograd (1966), a couple of hipper members of staff in Sociology Dept. at the University of California, Santa Barbara.

The book made me curious. As I became worded-up on ‘the hang-loose ethic’ of the ‘swingers’ and their definitive pursuit, ‘tripping out’, I got to thinking about the role of social researchers in making accounts of countercultures, and about why a ‘school’ of counterculture or alternative cultural ethnography had never developed paralleling say the Chicago School and its studies of gangs, or Birmingham’s Centre of Contemporary and Cultural Studies famed research on English working class youth subcultures. I’m sure there are numerous reasons, but perhaps the answers were facing me in the pages of this book. Besides an account of a tripping scene, in which the authors carefully absented themselves from any question of participation, the book was largely unreadable, woeful in parts – destined for obscurity. The sociological investigation of proto-hippies appears to have been constrained by the positivist and distanced discourse of mid-century social science. ‘It’ may have been ‘happening’ in the mid 1960s, but the methodological shift required to capture this, largely wasn’t. Given that ‘swingers’, freaks, anarchists, hippies and other counter-culturalists evinced ‘movements’ more than ‘subcultures’, they would be smothered under the dense theories of new social movement research, dissed by Marxists as middle class kids suffering from ‘affluent alienation’, deficient of historical or subaltern impulse, palmed off in Maslowian terms as those seeking the fulfilment of ‘advanced needs’, and derogated by spokespersons of the ‘monophasic consciousness’ prevailing as absconders, wasters and abusers of the rational mind and disciplined body.

So in my short semester at the Parallel Youniversity, I meditated on the scholarly detritus pre-Summer of Love, knowing that things hadn’t changed much almost ten years after the ostensible Second Summer of Love (1987). But the freakological path was discernable in the lifting fog. Itself owing much to ‘the sixties’ and its habitués commitment to become ‘experienced’, reflexive, to ‘be the revolution’ (both explicitly and implicitly through the wide circulation of consciousness alterants), the introspective and self-critical turn which would become integral to anthropology (by the 1990s) illustrates the kind of methodological ‘turn’ needed. As anthropologists have trained their sights on a range of non-traditional cultural movements, formations and practices, including the contemporary ‘happening’ apparent in a range of countercultural rituals, festivals and dance cultures, an ‘anthropology of experience’ appears to be the route to appropriate research practice.

Such preoccupations coincided with the imminent resumption of my ethnographic research on global dance culture – with a specific attention to trance (or psy-trance).

And this leads me to ‘Life’. That is, Life the festival in the Republic of Ireland. What better place to begin my summer research adventures, and to re-boot my life, after a depressing London winter. You see, in January I’d made the intercontinental cross-hemispherical shift from languid sub-tropical Brisbane and plugged directly into the Matrix: a 6th floor office in a steel, concrete and glass edifice known as the Social Science building at City University. I was a research assistant in the Sociology Department, and for three months I lived in a confined loft above an Indian dentist who, from his ground floor clinic, was drilling a serious hole in my bank account while volunteering for Iskcon in his spare time.

Perhaps I should have followed the lead of my Polish neighbours and fellow tenants, who wrought a split-cell apartment out of their shoebox, each with space for bunk beds and a TV. Or – and I’m nearly capitulating to a mounting cynicism here - I might have followed through with my original plans and moved in above a Pakistani operated youth fashion outlet north of The Angel: ‘Roughcut Casuals (Incorporating Young Folk)’. But like I said, it was early June, and the mist was lifting. My good mate Damo put me up in the basement room of his communist run share house in Stoke Newington - my base of operations for the next three months. No rent, no worries.

Life

I approached Life from the Hill of Tara on the road from Dublin towards Kells. And from the vantage of its mysterious earthen mounds regarded as the seat of the ancient High Kings, I scanned the horizon all around – for what it wasn’t clear: My Irish ancestors? A clear direction? A meaningful incorporation?

It felt good to be free of City (where I’d quit my job) and most excellent to be out of London – a monumental rat-cage in a burgeoning police state crumbling under the weight of resources funnelled into an infernal terror machine – a state apparatus which produces (they would argue ‘identifies’ and/or ‘eliminates’) terror/ists. I’d been suffocating. And so, with the benefit of the fresh air taken on these heights, I chose the SW route to Life – a psy-trance festival organised by Neutronix at Charleville Forest Castle near Tullamore for the full moon weekend of June 9-11 2006.

Charleville is a model gothic castle situated in a primordial oak wood. Built in the early 19th century, and undergoing restoration since the 1970s the castle is complete with dungeon, towers and parapets. The main sound stages (psychedelic vibes and world beats) were positioned on opposite sides of the castle each facing the immediate grounds, with the structure a remarkable context for sharp hued and psychedelic designs. Disappointingly, both stages were shut down as a result of sound complaints on the main night of the event, a circumstance which saw a small sound system operated by Kris Beckett (aka Acid Casualty) serve the morning fare in an alcove nearby.

The festival was especially marked by a Salvia Divinorum event, superceding previous experiences with this ‘teacher plant’ used for millennia by the Mazatec Indians of Oaxaca, Mexico, to divine spiritual truths. Observing my identity, memories, secrets, and body unfold and expand into my furniture, become undifferentiated from my surroundings, or recombine in a random tumble of the psyche, prior encounters were the ultimate in ludic experience: uncertain, turbulent, hilarious. Yet remarkably insightful for the cartoon-like Salvia spin cycle enables brief witness to the unconscious, exposing a world of mysteries beyond the rational (Salvia inspired art). While I regularly dived behind the reality curtain amidst the turbulence, consciousness always seemd to prevail. But with one bowl of Salvia 20x at Life, the game changed, and it changed dramatically. I went under …… for how long I wasn’t sure. Was I screaming? Was ‘I’ present at all? For how long had I been holding my breath?

Zipped inside my tent-womb in the shadow of Charleville, I finally remembered to breath. This surfacing was concurrent with a Category Five realisation that everything I had known, all my memories, my identity, the history of the world as I knew it, and my own physical body, was design, all code. In a duration where organic ‘time’ had receded and at a place where the veils were lifting this was acutely understood as a significant breach in the known. I understood the insight to be the exposure and collapse of a grand deceit - and there were those (coders perhaps) who wanted me to know it, who had been willing me out of the deception for a long time, to join the party, to roll with the momentum. Given the apparent unprecedented scale of the breach, the moment was critical. Awesome. The wild screams and clamour of the festival all around appeared like the confused and conflictual response of the coders to the awakening.

I heard many female voices during this episode, coming from around the festival site, seeming to will me out of my ‘life’ coma, ‘the great lie’.While the precise meaning of this deception was unclear, the sensation of immortality was overwhelming. And it was terrifying, as while an eternity was exposed –it was one in which I was absent. My being was not destined to comfortably terminate (with ‘death’) even though ‘I’ was. I had a glimpse across the Great Frontier – and I wasn’t there.

Upon reflection, and indeed this required much reflection, I recognised that this was an opening, an awakening, as incomplete as it was. The awakening enabling the played avatar of The Truman Show to become aware of ‘the game’ resonates here – not least since Truman's revelation precipitated the realisation that all he knew and believed in was about to end while life beyond ‘the show’ continued. And perhaps this awakening can be understood as something of the numinous experience characterised by Rudolf Otto as the Mysterium Tremendum. The problem with such episodes is that while we recognise them as awe-inspiring events, remarkable experiences, how do we assimilate such into our daily lives, when our culture (including ‘psychedelic culture’, as Eric Davis divines) does not provide us with such means? Perhaps it is this absence of incorporation which impels participants to revisit the awesome event, or attempt to re-live it, over and again, in order to ‘get the message’. The truth is that the significance of the experience, and most importantly, the thirst for further inquiry, will likely only arrive if one: a) is at a transitional moment in their life, and; b) performs requisite post-event work: debriefing, writing, relating the experience with fellow ‘travellers’. This is the entheogenic process. Herbs like Salvia will not orchestrate a transition. The response to its effects might.

What was previously understood to be an impenetrable frontier, an impossible crossing, was revealed as a fabrication maintained and defended against hacking. Despite the confusion discovered in the fjording, my Salvia assisted journey alerted me to a design. But this wasn’t just a revelation about death, but about life – that indeed the whole of my being was a construct (was designed). The mystery remains – who/what are the designers? What was the nature of the afterlife glimpsed? Will my life be lived out repeatedly? Were the celebrants those who had awakened before me? And perhaps most importantly, how does my experience compare with those of others encountered in this or similar liminal environments?

Fusion

While Life contextualised the reception of profound truths ‘now screening’ in the theatre of my mind, the next leg (following the Sunrise festival in Somerset) of this edge ethnography saw me land north of Berlin amidst an evolved off-planetary carnival. Thus, late June / early July and I found myself at the tenth anniversary of that jewel in the German counterculture, the Fusion festival. Reclaiming the former Soviet air base at Lärz, Fusion is a sprawling and ‘synergistic melting pot’ complete with twelve camouflaged hangars each used as performance, music and dance zones. Self-identified as ‘holiday communism’, the event doesn’t take itself too seriously. With 30,000 people, a black gyrocopter buzzing overhead from Fusion’s private airfield, Mad Maxian security vehicles with no two-way radios in sight and this is possibly the most unregulated event I’ve known. Verrückt!

Together with my friend Joe (who was calling himself Hans at this time), I’d been escorted here by Mattias, Simona and Natali, knowledgable, accommodating and delightful locals, guides to Deutchland’s recurrent freak city.

It’s Saturday night, the final night of the festival and it’s a definitive good vibe. The Turmbuhne (main floor) and the crew, organisers and other culture cosmonauts are launching into orbit. Hamburg pioneer Sven Dohse’s overseeing the show. It’s a different atmosphere from other floors and previous nights. Perhaps this is how a revolution is translated to a dance floor : the revolutionary excitement of reunification, when East Germany joined the democractic West and embraced capitalism with its assumed (and real) freedoms. Tonight, the party, which had begun all those years ago, continues. If the 1990s resembled the 1960s for Germany (especially East Germany), then is Fusion its Woodstock? It’s worth exploring. But whereas Woodstock and related events were an expression of rising disenchantment with Amerikkka, emerging in the wake of the momentous events of its time and accommodating machines of pleasure in the place of technologies of war and destruction, Fusion dramatises the folly of Germany’s past. Furthermore, it inherits more of the annual seasonal/festal tradition, perhaps akin to the Rainbow Gathering which emerged following the cultural struggles of the 1960s. But Rainbow is a socially and politically alternative event steeped in anarcho-social history (free festivals, alternative economy, permaculture, collectivism etc) and thus not an obvious influence on Fusion, which is very much a 1990s phenomenon – an expression of the techno music, performance and alternative theatre scenes flourishing in Berlin. Moreover, as a vast experimental site enabling the performance of innovative and exploratory techniques and art there is a professional amateurism to Fusion which has a charm all of its own.

Following Fusion I travelled into the west past Frankfurt. In the wake of the kindness shown to me by Natali, and the volunteers (Aleks, Danny and Emanuel) of the Alice Project who hosted me (Alice is a drug awareness group initiated by Wolfgang Sterneck) I headed towards a trance party close to Frieburg near the Schwartzwald (Black Forest) where the ISS (possible translation - Institute for Subliminal Schwartzwald) were holding ground against police to pull off their event despite the enforcement of massive sound restrictions. A small party and a close-knit trance tribe doing what they love: making dance party. Here I witnessed two practices entwined in the dance of the ages: the Dionysian impulse to make party, or as the Spiral Tribe had it, to make ‘a public new sense’, and; the Apollonian commitment to reign it in, to identify the ‘public nuisance’ and regulate it out of existence. Transgression thus has two sides. But the regulatory effort, the domestication of the night, and the attempt to purge transgression inspires feral sounds, enthuses the perennial noise from the margins, and even centres at the margins.

Boom

And speaking of such marginal centres, it wasn’t long before I found my way to Boom. On lake Idanha-a-Nova in the mountainous Beira Baixa region of NW Portugal, Boom is the world's premiere psy-trance festival. This year (from August 3-9) the biennial event expanded its scope to include a world music stage with a 'sacred fire' a la Rainbow Gathering style.

It was an innovative effort all round. The dj line-up was intentionally low key - in that they decided to go with artists who are largely non big ticket acts. There were approx 25,000 people in attendance, from 63 different countries. It was thus perhaps the most populated yet arguably least commercial trance festival on the planet. The Boom organisation is an evolved and sophisticated unit aware of their lineage (see for instance this chronology on their website) and keen to accommodate the breadth of styles (electronic and non electronic) identiying as ‘trance’. The various hard compromises and inclusions made for this event did not appear to detract from quality and experience. The main floor featured the Funktion One sound system, amplifying incredibly sharp sounds. Along with the entire assemblage of sound, visuals and performances, the primary Funktion of this ‘system’ was to engender an othering of the self, a process constituting an oscillating blend of self-annihilation and self-expression – right there in the primal real estate between the sound stacks, a landscape of becoming which, in the case of Boom extended well beyond the immaculate 2500m2 main floor shaded area with its irrigated water spray system, to the entire grounds of the week-long festival, a psyoasis in Portugal’s arid summer interior.

Event occupants clung to lake Idanha-a-Nova overlooked some 15 kms distant by the ancient mountain village of Monsanto. The lake was almost essential given the 40+ degree temperatures every day for the 7 day event. I only recall Outback Eclipse festival in Australia in 2002 reaching similar temperatures. Quite an ordeal really, especially when you consider many participants had to queue up on the first day in their cars for up to 17 hours in that kind of heat! But most people weren’t too pissed about it, or soon got over it - indeed it occasioned something of a collective endurance, a kind of extreme dance festival experience. At one of the most arduous dance pilgrimage sites on the planet - no pain, no gain, or something like that.

And there were many impressive elements to the festival, including an Eco Village promoting sustainability, using successful bio-tiolets and site wide recycling; the use of Balinese bamboo architectural designs for all the main structures (including the great Ambient floor tower structure which will remain as a permanent structure); a striking array of performances and land art installations; and many independent sound systems. But one of the more fascinating sites in this pilgrimage destination was the Liminal Village. Inaugurated in

2004 by Naasko, and the culmination of a vast global network of visionary groups, the space offers something rare in the world of psy-trance: an official forum for the exchange of ideas. A cerebral zone in a culture where the body has always taken precedence. As the name indicates, with its workshops, presentations and metacine cinema zone, the Liminal Village was an area devoted to the transmission of principal trance-culture sacra: ecology, shamanism, the 13 Moon Calendar and 2012, crop circles, psychedelic consciousness and ‘visionary culture’. The village was complimented by the Innervisions Gallery, the 13 Moon Temple, the Nectar Temple, the Solar Matrix Healing Zone, and a permaculture design garden.

I've an attraction to liminality, ‘the realm of pure possibility’ as maverick cultural anthropologist Victor Turner would have it. The term is derived from limen, Latin for ‘threshold’, and from ‘liminal’, which Arnold van Gennep understood as the central phase in a rite of passage. It is no surprise that the concept is attractive to anthropologists of dance such as my colleague Luis Vasconcelos, a PhD student of Portuguese trance culture, who is enthused by his countercultural Argonauts of Western Europe. The logic of the liminal phase, space or condition is that its occupants are temporarily between everyday rules and routines, a removed and licentious situation which potentiates subversive behaviour and new ways of living, a very attractive heuristic to those in pursuit of alternative futures, and thus a logic recognised by enablers like Naasko. At Boom, symbolic and stylistic recombinations flourish, core values are communicated and strangers commune in spontaneous conclaves. In a fashion, ‘magic happens’. This could be said to be true of the entire demarcated space of the festival, but here was a space for which its designers intended magic to happen.

Let me explain. This is a power spot. A space where neophytes and experienced habitués can meet fellow travellers, intergalactic missionaries, and seekers of alternate realities - of other (improved, enlightened) selves. In this primal real estate destinies collide, quirks of fate unravel, novelty events transpire. It might be said that the ‘magic’ element involves synchronicities, strange coincidences and other extraordinary events which are potentiated by an event design compelling like minded global participants to congress. If we can say that ‘coincidences’ appear to be enabled by the intelligent design of the space (into which many elements contribute), a purpose built storehouse of potential, a strange attractor, then we could say that ‘happenings’ (derided in line with the general derogation of hippies/the sixties by mainstream corporate culture as ‘weak’, ‘feminine’ or even ‘sold out’, or by other subcultures as non ‘hardcore’) are ‘magical’. Of course, ‘magic’, denotes circumstances and practices not explicable via positivism, nor replicated via the scientific method and thus not accorded ‘truth’ status. But time and again, one experiences phenomena inexplicable via rational lenses but from which significant personal ‘truths’ derive. Perhaps the rationalist approach to this is to suggest that with the evolved preparations of events (parties) the greater likelihood for extraordinary experience, visions, encounters etc, which might explain why the trance party is such a popular global experience to which participants repeatedly return – seeking enlightenment, awareness, meaning, belonging, love, truth.

My thinking about this was stimulated by an experience which effectively knocked me sideways. It happened about mid Boom, in the heat of the day, and it happened in the Liminal Village. Days before I’d had my galactic signature read by the exotic, vivacious and articulate Kwali. I had been reminded that I was a yellow planetary seed. As with 6 years before, when I first had my ‘galactic signature’ read, I guess I didn’t give it a great deal of credence – I was more interested in the flourishing of the Mayan calender/13 Moon movement, as a movement which develops independently from my own biography – as a rational observer of cultural movements.

So, days later, after my friend Paris introduced me to Chiara, an Italian whose conducting independent research on trance culture, something extraordinary happened. Chiara conveyed her interest in the 2012 movement and her Mayan Calendar galactic signature. It’s not something I've had revealed often, especially so enthusiastically, but of the 260 combinations, hers was identical to mine! Like traffic colliding at a cosmic intersection.... Boom! ... there you are careering through the windscreen into a newly coloured reality. Down at the village crossways, betwixt and between, a special belongingness was discovered, and it made sense. Did someone say It's happening?

So my fellow ‘expander’, Chiara Baldini, spoke of trancers of ages past, of the Maenads and the Rites of Eleusis with which she holds psy-trance parties to be continuous. From all that I’ve experienced of the genre, of the pilgrimage, of the ordeal, of the othering of the self, the revelatory experience, there is much to this interpretation.

For one thing, while many European sonic pilots cruising the theta waves take recourse to ‘tribal’ cultures (e.g Aboriginal, Mayan, Native American etc) or Eastern religions (Hinduism, Buddhism) to frame or articulate their flight paths, this perspective demonstrates that their othering is perhaps rooted in a cultural heritage closer to home.

Boom was a fitting end to a long hot European summer of experiential ethnography. From Ireland to Portugal, I had transcended impossible frontiers and experienced encounters extraordinary. And as I had privileged meetings with a multitude of inspirational artists, producers, enablers and participants of psy-trance culture in a range of countries, friendships formed and my ‘field’ expanded in ways I hadn't foreseen.

Many thanks to Magnetrixx, Sergio, Spacedracula, Birthmarkleg for images used here.

RESOLUTIONARY TV: REDUX
A video essay about indymedia and video activism

remixed by Tim Parish

Synopsis:
As global media control intensifies in the hands of multinational media conglomerates, the news we are presented with is increasingly one sided and influenced by prevailing corporate orthodoxies. However, as new technologies such as the internet and affordable digital cameras have increased network such as Indymedia have been able to proliferate and publish their own truths in information war of the 21st century. This video is a fast paced, cut'n'paste video essay sampling works from various documentaries and raw footage to illustrate these concepts.

Internationally respected co-founder of Mutoid Waste Co., Robin "Mutoid" Cooke is a sculptor, installation artist and visionary behind the annual Earthdream festivals in outback Australia uniting Aboriginal Dreamtime consciousness of the land with activist and doof music culture. Earthdream is a 13 year on-going experiment in the autonomous application of Lateral Governance systems within (and without) the activist community (Robin believes that the hierarchical systems are doomed to implode!)

The philosophy of thought Robin promotes unites ancient tribal wisdom from Mayan, tribal and New Age circles, and tries to integrate it for the Australian counter-cultural community. Robin was recently showcased on the ABC's Stateline program, focusing on Mutonia, a large freak sculpture garden - including the “Planehenge’ sculpture - he has created over many years near Lake Eyre, providing a rich visual backdrop to his ideas and work. We present his provoking 2012 article here as a memetic bridge between cultures, from a white, anarchist elder of a tribe with no name, part of a global community still coming into focus.

December 21st 2012 is a date that many diverse schools are pinpointing as powerfully unique. Some factions are promoting it as the End of the World as we know it, others as the End of a Calendar. This article explains, in mechanistic terms, exactly WHY this date is such a momentous one. It asks how the Mayan Indians, three thousand years ago, appear to have known things that we today, are only just beginning to rediscover. It questions whether this date is actually the ‘End’ of anything - or whether perhaps it is the beginning of something new. It explains how the realisation of this specific potential is entirely up to us and how we choose to perceive it. It asks what will be the effect of those choices that we make now, and in the period leading up to that date? It explores whether we can have beneficial influence over our own destiny… and finally, it offers a few thoughts and suggestions that may be of assistance to us in actually achieving this!

There is much fear and terror being spread by those that ‘control’ the planet at this time. There is also much love and compassion being generated by those who live on the planet at this time. These two emotions each occupy a place at opposite ends of the human emotional spectrum. They cannot both truly and fully co-exist in the same being; thus we have a dilemma. Are we to destroy ourselves totally or are we to go on to a gloriously unparalleled omniversal future? Thus, we also have the scenario of a battle -the battle between the light and the dark, between good and evil, between the high and the low emotional frequencies and between two extremes of human consciousness.

The important implication here is that much of this battle actually takes place within ourselves, as individuals, rather than without. Ultimately the victor is the one self over the ‘other’ self. Love over fear. The many, who are waking up from a long amnesic slumber, have the potential to hold sway over the ‘controlling’ few who are, perhaps, becoming entrapped in ‘terror-cages’ of their own making. This is a scenario of their own worst nightmares. It is only the conscious balancing, through choice, of the true individual self that can, and always will, win through.

When a critical mass of individuals has made the same ‘correct’ choice this ‘battle’ may, in the greater part, be considered won!

Many eminent nuclear physicists have long understood that atoms and subatomic particles spin, often around each other. We understand that the Moon spins around the Earth and that together in their turn, the Earth and Moon spin around the Sun. We know that an orbit of the Moon around the Earth equals one 28 day month (there are 13 of them per year, not12!) and that an orbit of the Earth around the Sun equals one 365 day year.

What fewer people understand is that the entire Solar System itself, as a unit, spins and orbits around a ‘Central’ star - that of Alcyone (or ‘All See One’ depending upon how it’s annunciated!). This Central Star is nowhere near the centre of the Galaxy, but is local and central to the orbital route of our Solar System and is visible to us in the constellation of Pleiades. There are indications that Alcyone, although it appears to be ‘in’ Pleiades, is actually midway between the two systems and that BOTH, in their turn are orbiting Alcyone diametrically opposite one and other. This would give the appearance therefore, from Earths perspective, of Alcyone always being ‘in’ Pleiades.

One such indicator is that the subsequent and relative ‘movement’ of the backdrop stars to Pleiades are, as evidenced in photographs taken from Earth fifty years apart, moving twice as fast as they would were Pleiades NOT orbiting Alcyone! It takes the Solar System 26,000 Earth years to complete one orbital cycle around Alcyone. It takes 72 years to complete one degree of the 360 degree total. This full period is a ‘year’ for the Sun or one Sidereal Year. This in turn can be divided into sectors (or ‘pieces of cake’!) of two different groupings.

1) People belonging to this grouping divide the 26,000 year circle into 13 sectors of 2000 years, with each representing a Western Astrological Age. We are, as the Musical ‘Hair’ pointed out, entering the Age of Aquarius, thus 21/12/12 represents our full entry into the Aquarian Age. Christ was born 2000 years ago at the beginning of the previous Age. The reason that this can be named as a specific ‘Age’ is because from the Alcyonic perspective, the backdrop to the Sun at this time is actually the constellation of Aquarius (although some Astrologers point out that through a 2 or 3 thousand year ignorance of the Sidereal year this system is in itself now flawed!), but that is the working principle.

2) People belonging to this grouping divide the orbit into 5 sectors of 5200 years, with each representing an Age or ‘World’. According to the peaceful Hopi, themselves descended from the South American Indians such as the Maya, we are now coming to the end of the fourth and penultimate World (4 x 5200 = 20,800) before completion of one great 26,000 year cycle. Thus 21/12/12 represents the end of the fourth sector of orbital route (and the end neither of the Calendar NOR of the Earth!) and the beginning of the Fifth and final sector before a new Sidereal Year begins. The Hopi point out that when the last ‘World’ ended it was by flood (putting its date at around 5200 years ago!). This ‘World’ they say, may call upon the assistance of most of the Elements (Fire, Meteorites, Water, Earthquakes, Wind etc) to assist in its transition.

The extraordinary thing about the South American Mayan Indians is that they appear to have been aware of ALL of these dynamics and more, several thousand years ago and to have based much of their culture, many of their games and most of their calendrical methodologies upon them. They appear to have left ‘clues’ in their Codices and inscriptions and even in the alignments of their Pyramids, that all point to this one date in 2012. Why?

Let us surmise several things for a moment… firstly that WE are possibly not the only human beings in the universe! Next let us assume for the same moment that, where we may have mastered the Third Dimensional reality, others may have mastered the subsequent and higher Dimensional Realms. Let us assume that in mastering these, a necessary and complete comprehension of Time and all its workings is achieved. Imagine then, if you will, that the Maya are in fact ‘Time-Keepers’ for the ‘Time-Lords’ of this Universe.

OK, this may sound far-fetched, but let us treat it simply as an exercise in mental agility, a good limbering up for the atrophied brain-muscles; politics, religion and installed belief systems can be set aside just for a while!

IF the Maya were able to enjoy moving around, in and through Time, imagine for a moment that you are one of them and that you choose to ‘drop in’ and see Earth’s environs and her people from a viewpoint three thousand years ago. Imagine that, working with Love, you choose to look ‘ahead’ in time by a further three thousand years to ‘Now’ and that you succeeded in ‘spotting the difference’. You saw the absolute chaos and pain of these present times, you saw the mess we’ve made and you saw the very, very rocky-looking road ahead. What might you then have chosen to DO about it?

As any good ‘Star Trek’ fan knows, it is deemed against Universal Law to directly intervene or interfere with the destiny or development of any remote, indigenous and evolving (Human) species. With this in mind and with your desire to effect an alteration to the potential destiny of those that you are viewing through the lenses of Time paramount, what might you then have done?

You would probably have chosen to leave clues and information, from your position three thousand years ‘in their past’, that if and when rediscovered and decoded, would have given those future beings not only a choice in their own destiny, but also the option thereby, to totally avoid their own worst case scenario! You would have achieved this WITHOUT having to directly intervene and thereby break Universal Law!

Having done this you could then allow your culture, its people and their ways to move on to the next ‘project’ and disappear, much as the Maya do seem to have done, without trace, leaving the jungles to smother the ‘evidence’ until such fortuitous time in the future as it may be ‘rediscovered’.

OK that may be Mission Accomplished for You and the Mayans…. But where does it leave us here and now?

The information that was left to us indicates that for just a few hours on December 21st 2012 there are two Planetary/Stellar/Galactic axis of alignment that occur, only once in every 26,000 years, that together will have a potentially profound effect, if we allow it, upon the future of Humanity on Earth. Here is why:

It has been suggested that we have forgotten ‘who’ we are… that we have ‘misplaced’ our true genetic heritage and that we have been stumbling around in the slow-motion porridge of the Third Dimension for so many aeons as to have entirely lost track of what our original mission here was; we may even be about to embark upon such tyrannical and oppressive behaviour as building armed military colonies on the Moon and on Mars! We have become entrapped in our own past! The Sun on the other hand, and thereby the Earth also, wish to evolve to the next stage of their life-cycles and are, even as you read this, increasing their energetic and vibratory rates. We are sensing this and seeing it in some of the climatic anomalies occurring and wanting to ‘go along with it’, but are not quite sure of how.

The Maya have indicated that the alignment of Earth, the Sun and Alcyone with the Centre of the Galaxy; combined with the fact that Earths equator will on this date be exactly parallel with the plane of our galaxy (and we are again reminded that these two things ONLY occur ONCE in every 26,000 years) will cause a momentary but massive modulation of focused Central Galactic Light or Intelligence, fairly and squarely upon this small Planet that will, in turn, have the ultimate effect of reducing the Veils or ‘curtains’ that exist between the (co-existing) dimensional realms to an ultra-thin state.

It is this momentary thinning that will allow even such dense bodies as ours to pass across or through, and into the next dimensional reality with comparative EASE! Again there is no other time for us within this 26,000 year cycle where such an opportunity arises. The Mayans indicate also that this is the potential of our brilliance - the ability to execute, through our own volition a momentary but quantum leap in our own evolution! NO humanity up until now we are told, has EVER achieved this particular manoeuver. (Partially perhaps, one wonders humorously, because no humanity has ever bothered to get itself into quite as much ‘shit’ as we have and has therefore ever HAD to contemplate such a manoeuver?).

‘What’ you may well now ask is the difference between the third and fourth dimension anyway and what is it about the fourth one that is going be so much better for us than the third?

Here we have to speculate but it seems that time essentially collapses to become one constant ‘NOW’ for us and that our ability to generate our own instant realities (rather than those foisted upon us by our Media and Governors!) becomes the norm, so also, such abilities as telepathy and teleportation. Colours may have a greater visible range and be brighter and more iridescent. Perhaps this is where the Australian Aboriginal Dreamtime has been all along?

The essential points here, however, are that unless you are clear and clean of body, mind and spirit; unless you have learned to work with love and not terror, unless you have adopted an optimistic approach to life, the ‘filter’ of the interdimensional veil will not find it easy to allow your passage through it. It will therefore be important for us to prepare ourselves by learning to see ‘time’ as slowly collapsing construct and consisting instead of a long series of ‘nows’, all joined together. It will be useful to start getting into the habit of NOT worrying about what we should have done yesterday or of what might befall us tomorrow, but instead to learn a focus upon the fullness and uniqueness and indeed, the largeness of ‘NOW’.

It will be requisite for us to learn to trust our intuition and to acknowledge and affirm the helpful little ‘coincidences’ with which the Universe increasingly obliges us. It then becomes a clearer choice for each and every individual as to whether they move on or whether they choose to endure ‘another 26,000 years’ of being stuck in a collapsing third dimension! (If the one on Earth collapses completely and you still really want to stay, there will be plenty of others available!).

On a soul level we ALL chose to be here at this amazing time in our planet’s History, so perhaps it IS just a matter of reminding ourselves of how and of what we are truly capable. These next years are but a nanosecond on the as yet unwritten pages of the history-book of Earth and those hours of 21/12/12 are but a micro-moment on the face of the Universal clock. Let US write those pages. Let us not miss it ‘for all the world’!

A final point of which to be very well aware is that the world management teams DO NOT want us to make this move because it will automatically remove us from their clutches and thereby from the 3D system-matrix that makes their greedy, materialistic, deceptive and destructive ways possible in the first place! If those ‘in control’ here feed off our fear then surely, if we do not generate it for them, they must either starve… or they must themselves choose to join us and ‘move on’? This is a choice that is freely available to every human on the planet and not solely to those who may smugly believe themselves deserving of it!!

As Simon Peter Fuller points out in his book ‘Rising Out of Chaos’, the New (Aquarian) Age cannot be built upon rotten foundations and the ‘New Structures’ can not be erected until the old have collapsed. He assures us, however, that ‘waiting in the wings’ right the way ‘from the bottom to the top’ are those fully qualified to move in and to efficiently and effectively install the New in a time period much shorter than ever we could imagine! In the present political climate this could be a sound reason for optimism!

This rapid installation can occur only once we, the people of Earth, have ‘cleared the way’ and consciously requested it. This will in its turn pave the way for Lateral Systems of Governance unencumbered by the inadequacies of the present Hierarchical systems.

Finally, to close, here is a Meditation, again shared by Simon Peter Fulller. It can be done individually or as a group. Please envisage a Golden Light emanating from the Earth’s centre and up through your feet and into your Body. See your Body as being the lens through which this diffuse light is focused into a bright golden laser beam shining out through the top of your head to encircle the globe… know that where this, your beam, intersects those of others, you are together forming a powerful ‘node’ on the New Dimensional Template of our Future!

Thank You.

Let’s Go For It….

Surely, it’s Why We are Here!

No Surrender!!

Footnotes and Quotes

Jose Argüelles, who has done a great deal of work in decoding the Mayan wisdom and has been recognised by the remaining Mayan Elders as the official ’Closer of the Age’, strongly suggests the global adoption of the afore mentioned ’13 Month Lunar Calendar’ to replace the 12 month Gregorian Calendar. He feels also that our use of mechanistic and technological methods to measure and work with time have created a ‘Technosphere’ (Tick-Tock-Time-Clock!). This is in turn insulating us from a proper connection with the ‘Noosphere’ (the level on which all human thought merges). Use of The Lunar Calendar, he suggests, will act as a simple and effective method for:

1) Facilitating our return to a harmonic relationship with the most local ’time-wheel’ of our System.

2) Acting as a means for our organic reconnection to the ever widening and interconnected Universal intelligence-cycles.

3) Assisting us in securing a conscious and successful growth toward and involvement in, the coming events of 2012-13. << http://lawoftime.org/foundation/collapse.html >>.

NOTE: The 13 month Lunar Calendar was proposed for (failed) adoption to the League of Nations (later The ‘United Nations’) in the 1930’s and was openly accepted by all but the Roman Catholic Churches, whose Lobby Group expressed their fears that when the 365th day of the year (13 x 28 = 364!) landed on a Sunday, God would be furious and that as a result, no one would ever be forgiven! Pope Gregory’s calendar remains, thus far, the irrelevant norm.

‘EARTHDREAM 2012-13’ is a proposed journey, envisaged by the author, around Australia in that year to recognise and celebrate our new massive potential.

Earthdream Website: www.earthdream.net
2012 Unlimited Website: http://2012.com.au

Four last (humourous) thoughts:

1) “If the People Lead; the leaders will follow” Graffiti.
2) “If voting changed anything, they’d make it Illegal!” Graffiti.
3) Gandhi, when asked what he thought of ‘Western Civilization’, replied
that “It would probably be an extremely good idea!”.
4) Maharaji (Initially in a very serious voice) “In the Beginning there was Nothing.
Then there was LIGHT…. there was still nothing; you could just see it a bit better!

ENJOY!!

all pictures by Eve N-Dawnsong
crystal@timeisart.net