From: Valum Votan and Bolon Ik. Thu, 26 Apr 2001 10:32:53 -0700
From Amazonia to Patagonia
Arousing the Evolutive Memory of Time in the People
Impressionistic Report of a Travel to Brazil and Argentina
Solar Moon 15-Planetary Moon 12
Blue Galactic Storm Year of the Seventh Seer, Pacal Votan: “One Time!”
Submitted by Kin 11 and Kin 22
On Behalf of the World Thirteen Moon Calendar Change Peace Movement
It was only on the day of departure, Solar Moon 15, Red Crystal Earth, Kin 77, that we realized it was precisely five years since the final day of the First Planetary Congress of Biospheric Rights, Brasilia, Solar Moon 15, White Electric Wizard year – and here we were heading back to Brazil for the first time since then. We remembered that day very well, with the ceremony “I will be the servant of millions” and the appearance of a magnificent rainbow over the capitol of Brazil, the largest country in South America. Now came the long return journey to see what had happened to the seeds we had sown, cared for by the helpers who had been awakened to the message of the Thirteen Moon Calendar change.
From Portland in the Pacific Northwest we headed for Miami via Denver. On the night flight from Miami we browse through “Istoe,” the Brazilian Time magazine, whose cover features the world’s largest oil platform sinking into the Atlantic off the Brazilian coast. The image sets the tone for the purpose of our journey. We arrive in Manaus, Amazonia, at three o’clock the next morning, Kin 78, White Cosmic Mirror, a clear sign that Pacal Votan and the message of the tomb were to be ever present witnesses and inspiration for the entire journey. Clearing customs an hour later, at four in the morning, we were greeted by an enthusiastic gathering of kin brandishing Banners of Peace and signs of welcome to “Bolon Ik and Valum Votan.” In addition to a delegation of the kin of Manaus were our two team members to be with us for the entire journey, Vandir Natal Casagrande, Yellow Overtone Human, and Maria Yuriko Negishi, Blue Self-existing Eagle, as well as a small delegation of kin who had come down from PAN Venezuela, headed by Earth Wizard, Alexander White Electric World-bridger. Waking up later that morning in the Hotel Tropical we scanned the leading newspaper of Manaus, the “Amazonas En Tempo,” only to find our full-color photos on the front page. “North American Anthropologists promote calendar change …”
For those who think that the Amazon is a dense rain forest, the city of Manaus with a million and a half people filled with high rise buildings and a thriving waterfront may come as quite a shock. But then the river is also shocking. Here you are over a thousand miles from the Atlantic and the river is so wide you can barely see to the other side. It’s actually near Manaus where the Amazon becomes two rivers, the Rio Negro and the Solimoes. A boat ride in a small skiff with outboard motor took us to the place where the two rivers meet, ‘”Encontro das aguas.” Yes, they meet but hardly mingle: the one river black and flowing faster, the other river muddy brown and flowing more slowly provide a unique experience of nature’s power and beauty. But there are no words really for the heartbreaking awesomeness of jungle and waterways… a pink dolphin jumping up catches us unawares… on the banks of the river, young boys hold a boa constrictor out to us, asking if we wish to pet it…. flamingos glide dreamily out of the dense growth… But we know, this is just the pretty side… we don’t see the interior where 750,000 square miles a decade are being burnt away… an editorial in the “Amazonas En Tempo” declares, “Within four years the world is going to be in a veritable crisis of potable water…”
“Four years is the time of the Campaign for the New Time,” we are telling our audience in the crowded lecture hall of a college in the heart of Manaus. “The Mayan prophecy says that in 2012 the cycle of history will be over, but we must act now. If we do not change our timing frequency and return to the natural order of time by 2004-2005, it will be too late… .the Gregorian Calendar has no logic to it and as the foundation of our belief system it has given us an inescapably crooked civilization… the Thirteen Moon 28 Day Calendar is logical and biological… which do you prefer: disharmony or harmony… we must choose now!”
On the morning of Solar 18, Lunar Sun, we meet with the elders of COIAB, the Confederation of Indigenous Amazonian Tribes, a non-governmental organization, who listen patiently to our message of time: the false time of colonialism is destroying our Earth; we all need to return to natural time and to do this we must establish an alliance for the New Time… “ We will consider this,” the elders reply… then comes the photo session… a fond farewell to the Venezuelans and the Kin of Manaus…
The airplane flies over the endless horizon of the Amazon rain forest, the meandering, sinuous, immensely broad river cutting through the growth. That evening we reach Sao Luis Maranhao, on the Atlantic Coast, just south of the Amazon head waters… two million people, the largest city in far Northeast Brazil… a new city we are told, home of the Brazilian rocket industry… but an old city, too, its historic district designated a “patrimony of humanity,” by UNESCO. Again, at the airport we are greeted by enthusiastic kin holding Banners of Peace… we are driven away by our host, a man named Zildeni Falcao (means falcon), who takes us to his beachside house…but first we stop briefly to see the headquarters of Falcao Enterprises…Zildeni, White Electric Mirror, wants us to see how he has placed sculptures of the 20 solar seals around the inside of the wall that contains the business compound. He also wants us to see how the Lamat (Star) seal is the logo of his company. Lamat is on everything… and around Zildeni’s neck is a beautiful pendant of the head of Pacal Votan…
The next morning, Alpha 19, Sunday Gregorian time, Red Electric Dragon, Zildeni’s analog partner, we take a long walk down the magnificent sweep of beach. All the kids on the beach know Zildeni… he is their godfather: Zildeni Falcao, a highly respected businessman who runs a small media empire – newspapers, publishing, television and radio… he read the Mayan Factor, published in Brazil in 1994, some six years ago, he says, and that is when he adopted the Lamat seal as the logo for his company. That afternoon we have a kin gathering and dinner with Zildeni’s family. We are introduced to city councilman, Padua Nazareno, who, after a leisurely Sunday afternoon meal, takes us on a tour of his city… beach front restaurants, the historic district, and the Museum… most fascinating is the section on the prehistoric art of the region… strikingly like ancient Mexican art. The next day, we join Padua at the City Council for a full blown media event, where we present the Banner of Peace to the President of the City Council, Ivan Sarney, brother of the former President of Brazil, and where we witness the signing into law which designates July 25 as the Annual Municipal Peace and Culture Day… this is not the first Brazilian city to do this… Sao Luis now joins some seventy other cities thus observing the day out of time… “Movement includes Sao Luis,” says the newspaper headline beneath a photo of our presentation to the City Council…
That night at the Auditorium for the Organization of Small Businesses in Brazil we are speaking to a full house of 260 that includes a a dozen members of the military, political, and business leaders, the members of Zildeni’s family and a sprinkling of old rainbow hippies, among others… ”In the old time we are all separated and divided, because there is no harmony to the calendar we follow… we all have something to contribute… by adopting the calendar of harmony and logic we can work together to create the world we all wish to see, no matter what our profession may be…” Our message is simple and clear, “Sao Luis has already adopted as one of its municipal programs, ‘Goodbye to Guns,’ now with the calendar of peace you can actually establish a culture of peace… but we must act now… we can do this by 2004-2005…” The next morning at the headquarters of Falcao Enterprises we have a goodbye photo session with the family and kin… and then another airplane…
This time we arrive in Recife. The kin gathered with Banners of Peace are waiting for us. Two hours south by plane from Sao Luis, Recife, also on the Atlantic Coast, with over four and a half million people, is Brazil’s fourth largest city… by the time we get to a small apartment where our team of four is housed for the first two days of our stay in Recife, we are happy to stop and try to absorb what we have already been experiencing. We are on the twelfth floor, and as I muse on the singular presence of Pacal Votan, whose jade mask seems ever present to my mind, I note that not far away is a Mormon temple with its logo, a golden representation of the Angel Moroni atop the roof… something about the encounter with Zildeni… the Lamat seal ( the sign of Arcturus) – his signature being White Electric Mirror, the fifth lost generation, his wife Ieda, being Blue Electric Monkey, another Pacal Votan clear sign – bring the presence of Pacal Votan ever closer to me… memories of the last days of the tenth baktun mingle with the image of the center of the Brazilian flag, the constellation of the Southern Cross, the slogan, “Order and Progress”… Yes: Order of the new time; Progress of mind and spirit… The Mayan return, I think, these are signals for the gathering of the crew for the Mayan return… “2012, it’s only eleven years away… we are not a private club…we must work harder now to change the calendar…” We are addressing the gathering of some 80 kin on the roof top of another high rise in Recife. We have just conducted an interview with Globo Television, ”If we continue to follow this Gregorian calendar we will all end up as garbage… yes, we think we can change the calendar in four years… that is why we have returned to Brazil… to launch the Campaign for the New Time…”
The next night we are in a large university lecture hall. The audience is charged and the atmosphere electric… as with our other public presentations we have the large graphic display created by our web-master, Kin 19: “Vertical Time in Relation to Horizontal Space;’ “The Dynamics of Time as the Evolution of Consciousness;” “Thirteen Baktun Map of the Cycle of History;” “The Four Years of the Campaign for the New Time;” “Biosphere, Hemisphere and the Choice – Necrosphere or Noosphere;” and “Imagine, by John Lennon and the Campaign for the New Time.” “We haven’t been able to know the true nature of time because our mind and consciousness have been deformed by living according to incorrect standards of time… time isn’t a line or an arrow. Time is a frequency… the universal frequency of synchronization… but now, with the discovery of the law of time, we can set matters straight… for now we know that there are two orders of our experience of time: chronological time and synchronic time….” That night, Solar 23, we are in a hotel overlooking the long sequence of high rise hotels curving down the beach of Recife’s waterfront… the tropical Atlantic waves wash up on the nocturnal shore. Deep inside of me I feel profoundly gratified… something I wanted to do or to know when I was but fifteen or sixteen years old has now been fulfilled. If the jade mask fits, wear it… this is no dream…
Solar 24, White Galactic World-bridger, our team gathers early… the Kin of Recife are at the airport… next stop Porto Alegre, in the Southeastern corner of Brazil, some hundred miles inland from the Atlantic Coast on the Rio Guaiba… on the airplane the experiences of the synchronic order bring Pacal Votan into complete alignment with my being… no longer can i separate myself at all from Pacal Votan… Valum Votan is just the name of the port of entry for Pacal Votan’s current emanation. At the airport, the kin gathering is even more exuberant…. Porto Alegre is a city of some two to three million people… despite it’s being the cowboy capitol of Brazil, it is politically in a zone called Sector Thirteen, and has a reputation for liberal or even radical politics… after our kin greeting we are on a whirlwind schedule… meetings with members of the City Council, an intense press conference, and then a meeting with the vice-mayor of the city to whom we make a presentation of the Banner of Peace, in request that Porto Alegre join Sao Luis Maranhao and the other cities that have made the Banner of Peace and Peace and Culture Day (July 25) official. Already, one of the monuments of the city, the giant chimney of the old gas factory (recently converted into a culture center) on the waterfront, now sports a gigantic Banner of Peace…
Our hosts in Porto Alegre are Carla Blue Rhythmic Eagle and Julio Blue Solar Eagle (a pilot for Varig airlines)… driving us on the way out of Porto Alegre we pass a large factory with the word “Merlin” written on its wall… then, as we turn off the freeway towards the country estate, another factory with the large word “Wotan.” As we approach Carla’s estate “New Avalon,’” we see the sign by the side of the road in Celtic writing “Claes Myrddin,” yes, this is Merlin’s center… New Avalon it is, a breathtakingly lush but gentle hideaway with a small lake among the flowering trees… a perfect place to complete the integration of the avataric emanation of Pacal Votan. The next morning, Kali 25, Kin 87, Blue Solar Hand, another Pacal Votan clear sign, we go back to Porto Alegre and the old Gas Factory for a Kin gathering… a staggeringly crowded assembly room of over three hundred planetary kin are gathered for a presentation on the Time of Shambhala on Earth and the Resurrection in Time prophesied by Pacal Votan… “ The seven years of prophecy was like the time of the crucifixion of humanity on the cross of the 12:60. Now the four years of the Campaign for the New Time are like the harrowing of hell, the time when Christ was in the grave, but now it is all of humanity who are in hell… following the Campaign for the New Time and the return to the13:20 frequency, are the seven years of the Mystery of the Stone… that is the time of the resurrection… the Spaniards came with a dead Christ on a cross… Pacal Votan in the tomb presents the flowering cross as the cosmic tree of life and resurrection in the new time… The Mystery of the Stone is the time of Shambhala on Earth; this is the resurrection in time, the rising of the new sun on Earth…”
In preparation for the evening event to be held outdoors (the organizers have anticipated some three to four thousand people), we return to New Avalon for some rest… but it is the Galactic Storm instead… a darkening sky brings powerful winds and rain… the lights go out in little explosions… the rain is coming down in sheets… it is dubious whether or not the show will go on in Porto Alegre, but we dutifully head back to the city in pouring rain and gusts of wind with terrifying thunderclaps piercing the air. Indeed, the crowds gathered for the event are dispersing, many of them coming inside the old gas factory, looking for shelter. Finally, Andre Red Lunar Skywalker and his team manage to salvage some of the opportunity, and an indoor speaking space is prepared. There are some 800 to a thousand people present and Bolon Ik and I are to speak from a balcony… as we begin, we look out the window and there is a magnificent brilliant double rainbow, much like the one in Brasilia five years ago… “The cause of the new time is urgent… we are calling for apostles of the new time… everyone here knows 20 people who aren’t here… give them the new calendar… this is about everybody. Time does not discriminate. We are calling for an Alliance for the new Time… go to Greenpeace…go to all of the environmental groups, the peace groups, the spiritual organizations, let us synchronize for peace…” Afterwards, Bolon Ik and I are given a Peace award from the Greenwave Organization – a medal, and a sculpture of a woman and child, on behalf of our efforts for world peace… and I am presented with a majestic painted banner of the sculpture of the tomb of Pacal Votan. From the top of the painting comes a flood of white light, and I am reminded of the Vinal meditation: “Breaks with habitual caution and reaches the white light…”
After a day of rest in New Avalon, on the following day, Red Spectral Moon,Limi 27, we head for the Brazilian Babylon, Sao Paolo… our team has become very inspired. It is clear that the work that Vandir has done in organizing PAN Brazil has produced many fruits. Maria has become a constant companion, and we are appreciative of her direct earthy character as well as her insights and selfless service in all situations… the night of our departure for Sao Paolo I have been up, integrating the synchronic patterns connecting my life cycle with that of Pacal Votan’s… in the synchronic order of the law of time, all becomes conscious and meaningful… the difference between my Kin 11 and Pacal Votan’s Kin 60 is 49, seven squared, the number of the Codon “Revolution,” which has guided my life since I was 28… “Thus the superior man sets the calendar in order and makes the seasons clear…” Destiny is divine law… at the Sao Paolo airport, a large group of kin await us, again, with Banners of Peace. We are struck by the fact that the members of the Movement are the people… retired military police… journalists… airline pilots… also in Sao Paolo, a prominent number of African and Japanese Brazilians… Brazil is not America… South America is not the first world… the problems of colonialism, imperialism, the Church, drugs and crime, are manifest everywhere… Sao Paolo has eighteen million people rushing about in a state of continuous disorder… discontent is normal… the calendar change as an analysis and a solution to an otherwise increasingly chaotic world, present a logic and appeal to common sense that makes more and more sense!
On Silio 28, after a day of press and television interviews, we prepare for our evening presentation to be held at the State Legislative Assembly Hall in Ibirapuera Park. The poster for our public event reads: “T(E) = Art, Thirteen Moon Calendar – The discovery of the Law of Time distinguishes between the domain of unconscious cosmic potentiality and the dominion of cosmic conscious time. The divine plan then turns itself cosmically conscious and toward the synchronic order… the comprehension of the science of time transforms completely the vision of man in relation to nature and the purpose of its life as a species.” Once again we have a standing room only event of some four hundred people… “Do you know what day it is today?” we ask. “It is the third of April. And what day of the week is it today? Tuesday. And on what day of the week will the third of May occur? On what day of the week will the third of June be? You don’t know. You have to stop and scratch your head… and that is why you have no telepathy. Your knowledge of time becomes stunted at that point… but on the Thirteen Moon calendar we know it is Saturday/Silio 28. And we know that every 28th day of every Moon is Silio Saturday… and that frees up our mind instantly… then we can have telepathy and the beginning of a higher knowledge of time. The fact of the matter is that if the Gregorian calendar were offered to us today as a standard of measure, we would reject it immediately as being unscientific, illogical, unharmonious, making calculations difficult, and whose internal parts do not correspond… This is the calendar upon which the modern world bases its everyday operations. As a result we live in a time of chaos… to overcome this we need a calendar of perpetual harmony… but we will not have that until we activate a global coalition, a global synchronization for peace force…”
Following the large public event we have a gathering of some 150 kin, many of whom have come from different cities to be with us. We emphasize that now there is the need to exert and balance the outer work – Campaign for the New Time – with the inner work – the creation of the plasmic rainbow Shambhala Earth Wizard, made possible by the practices of the synchronic order of the Law of Time… but if we do not all become apostles of the new time on behalf of the Thirteen Moon calendar change, then the inner work will be difficult and even fruitless…
The next day, first day of the Planetary Dog Moon, Kin 91, Cosmic Monkey, and we depart Brazil for the Argentine part of the journey. We had only been to Argentina once before, late in 1994, when we were traveling as galactic gypsies across South America with the Telektonon prophecy. We remembered being at the Cervantes Theater in Buenos Aires, Bolon Ik burning a Gregorian calendar on stage… what would it be like now?
Our first stop is Cordoba, in central Argentina, the second largest city of the country… our Argentine hostesses are Claudia Blue Overtone Night, of Cordoba, and Mirta Blue Solar Eagle, of Buenos Aires, both of whom we got to know at the Seven Week Earth Wizard’s seminary… both are also at the airport to greet us as well as an enthusiastic and emotional gathering of kin… for our first day in Argentina we are taken to a small mountain town outside of Cordoba, Capilla del Monte. Famous for its UFO sightings, there is nothing to see today… fog, rain and drizzle are everywhere. We are lodged in a small country style inn… awaiting us are Claudia’s core team, an enthusiastic group of volunteers, to whom we give a few words of cheer. From some of the publicity it is clear that the message of the law of time is being understood… the law of time establishes the knowledge of the synchronic order and the nature of time as a frequency, while integrating the chronological time into the synchronic order… the Quiche or Mayan long count represents the chronological order of time… as such, it is a linear interpretation of the Tzolkin… the synchronic order is complementary to it, but introduces the human to the radial order of the higher dimensions…
We are also made aware that our previous hostess in Argentina, Ludovica Squirru, a personality in her own right, famous for her interpretations of the I Ching and Chinese horoscope, has now made her name popularizing the Mayan calendar, but based on the Quiche long or true count… this we have been given to understand, has been creating confusion: how can there be two counts? Why is the Dreamspell count different from the long count? What about leap year?
On the morning of Seli 2, Magnetic Human, we conduct several interviews in the dining room of the country inn, where various of these issues come up… “The Dreamspell count as it is called, is not a count as such, but a systematic frame of references by which the synchronic order of reality – synchronicity – can be known and mapped… such a system cannot recognize leap year without destroying the harmony of the system… the harmony of the system is actually the synchronic order of reality governed by the mathematical power of the fifth force by which all events are demonstrated to be in synchronic relationship to each other. Such an order, based on the 13:20 timing frequency, includes the chronological long count as one of the mathematical orders which it harmonizes… this year, and until 2004, there is a 50 kin difference between the two counts… this means every day now there is an antipode relationship between the counts. But it must emphasized: the Dreamspell or Law of Time represent a new dispensation, a new revelation of time based on the prophecy of Pacal Votan which points out the error in time encoded in the Gregorian calendar and the need to change the frequency of time by replacing it with the Thirteen Moon calendar…” The interviewers are fascinated with the question of Pacal Votan… ”Where is he now?’” I reply, “It is he who is speaking to you…” end of interview…
We return to Cordoba where we are lodged in a simple but elegant old hotel, the Virrey, along the river bank in the center of the city. That evening we go to the kin gathering… this is the largest one yet with some 400 planetary kin gathered… the energy is very high… along the walls are representations of the Telektonon, the Seven Radial Plasmas, the 20 Tablets, all the component demonstrations of the law of time…” We are here to launch the Campaign for the New Time in Argentina…” Also in the audience and coming up to greet us is Ludovica Squirru… The next day, Lunar Skywalker, we stroll the streets of Cordoba… the atmosphere is strange, vibrant but chaotic… Argentina is in an economic crisis… in Buenos Aires there are violent demonstrations against the ACLA, the proposal to turn all of the Americas into a single free trade zone… the Argentine president, De la Rua, is in the Vatican, meeting with the Pope… in the afternoon we tape an hour long interview with local TV personality, Rolando Vistosky for his show, “Y Usted, que cree?” (“And you, what do you believe?”) It turns out there is a very popular TV program showing in Latin America, “The Mayan Prophecies,” one of which segments features an interview of us while we were in Palenque in1999… for this reason, the issue of 2012 is in the air… If these are the end times, what do the Mayan prophecies tell us? Was Pacal Votan an astronaut? “No, not really, but an interdimensional traveller operating with knowledge of the synchronic order of time, and therefore, able to manipulate interdimensional force fields… by employing the law of time we can also become galactic Mayans… but first we must change the calendar, NOW… otherwise, by 2012, we will have little future to speak of…”
That evening we give our public presentation at the Maipu Theater… the theater is packed with 600 to 700 people, standing room only… 200 are turned away at the door…” It is necessary to unmask the Gregorian calendar and unmask the Vatican as well… while the Argentine president is in the Vatican, and the economic crisis is producing demonstrations, we are here to let you know why and what can be done about it… the Pope says he wants to establish social equity and social equality… he cannot do that as long as the timing standard is unequal and crooked in its measure… continued use of the Gregorian calendar assures that there will be only inequity and inequality… the timing frequency must be changed… the only way to do that is to replace it with the harmonic standard… but it must be done immediately if we are to make it to 2012 in one piece… through the 13 Moon calendar the law of time can bring the order, social harmony and equality the planet so desperately needs… for this we need a great and heroic Campaign for the New Time… imagine, there’s no countries… nothing to live or die for… imagine a world in which time is no longer money, but time is art.” The message is greeted with tumultuous enthusiasm… leading a wave of well-wishers on stage to embrace us is Ludovica Squirru…
The next day, White Electric Wizard, we fly from Cordoba to Bariloche in the Andes, our seventh stop of this now mythic journey. At the airport waiting for us with the customary banners are members of “la Karavana,” including Earth Wizards Annibal White Galactic Wizard and Rodrigo White Cosmic Mirror… we are whisked off to a press event in the Bariloche public library where some 80 people are waiting for us… it is still late afternoon when we are through with the event and it is a beautiful autumn day… Bariloche is located in the Nahuel Huapi National Park, on the southern shore of the lake of the same name. There are no words to describe the sheer beauty of the mirror-like lake and the towering Andes all around us… Annibal and his young Brazilian wife, Marilia Self-existing Serpent, take us in hand… one of the founders of the Karavana, Annibal’s 13:20 enthusiasm is responsible for getting his parents out of Buenos Aires… they now live on a small piece of land on the edge of Lake Nahuel Huapi, a far cry from the streets of Buenos Aires… driving a little farther down the highway we arrive at Llao Llao… off the main road is the G-7 style resort Hotel Llao Llao where the Cumbre (Summit) de las Americas occurred some five years ago, and which has housed the likes of Bill Clinton and Fidel Castro… not too far away is the Posada del Flor, a rustic country Inn where we spend the evening in the company of Earth Wizards and the full moon… it is the Planetary Dog Moon and so we are not surprised that we are joined by a number of the neighborhood dogs… all in good humor, we observe the full moon rising and the breathtaking expanse of the southern night sky…
The next day, Maria’s galactic return, Blue Self-existing Eagle, following a brief tour of some of the mountain vistas, we head farther south to El Bolson. The drive through the Andes is awesome. We pass the 42nd degree latitude south and approach El Bolson… on one side of the road flies a Banner of Peace… a turn-off, and we arrive at El Cortijo del Bolson, adorned by a painted Banner of Peace… unlike Bariloche, which is the jumping off point for the international set, and has a first world facade, El Bolson is rural and indigenous. In front of the main building at El Cortijo, on the roof of which is painted a large Shield of the Galactic Federation is the encampment of three gaily painted buses – la Karavana… Bolon Ik and I are taken to a cabin, El Escondite, which has been beautifully prepared for us… alone, we burst into tears… we met just over 20 years ago at the Rocky Mountain Dharma Center, at 42 degrees latitude north, in an environment very similar to that of El Cortijo del Bolson… the cabin El Escondite is very much like the retreat cabins we knew in the Rocky Mountains… but now we have switched polarity, from 42 degrees north to 42 degrees south… and it is not the Rockies but the Andes… Patagonia… and we recall that late in1981, I wrote the “Art Planet Chronicles,” and the final scenes of that story take place in Patagonia… Yes, it is in Patagonia that occurs the final battle between the Syndicate for Material Evolution and the Planet Art Network… and now here we are at the Planet Art Network base camp… and the talk is of keeping globalization out of Patagonia where already the big landowners from the north have begun to purchase their holdings… Ted Turner, Sylvester Stallone, Jane Fonda, among them…
Deja vu… later that afternoon we present a public talk in the big meeting hall of El Cortijo del Bolson… another electric crowd… many aging hippies as well as Earth Wizards and local townspeople… time to introduce a new word: “devaticanize” – it is time to devaticanize the world by getting rid of the Gregorian calendar… now is the time to all unite for the true revolution, the final revolution, the revolution of time, the arousing of the Planet Art Network on behalf of the calendar change… for the fulfillment of the prophecy of Pacal Votan, the resurrection in natural time, the flowering of the Cosmic Tree… accompanying us back to our cabin, Annibal is in tears… he has finally been able to get his parents to come hear the message…
Home at last! Overtone Warrior, Limi 6 of the Planetary Dog Moon we spend in idyllic bliss outside of El Escondite… in the style of the Art Plant Chronicles, I write the words, “In Patagonia PAN harmonic, the kin had gathered Unisonic; the Karavana was at rest, the land was waiting for the test…” in the afternoon we visit the encampment… three buses: Arcturus, Kinich Ahau, and Quetzalcoatl, all intricately painted inside and out with the galactic compass, the radial plasmas, the galactic shield, the feathered serpent, the tomb of Pacal Votan, and more – an incredible richness of color and imagery… everyone is enthusiastic and happy with our visit… followed by the Kin gathering… “From Amazonia to Patagonia this is our seventh stop, everything is by the power of seven, so is this is the most mystical point of the journey, the turning point… the power of seven by seven is the power of 49… 49 is the number of revolution… 49 days, the seven weeks of the Earth Wizard’s Seminary… seven weeks in the Book of Enoch, are the time of the cosmic unfolding; and on the seventh day of the seventh week, the righteous receive the sevenfold teaching of the cosmic law… this is the revelation and the teaching of the law of time… the triumph of the synchronic order…”
Up at dawn of Silio 7, Red Rhythmic Earth… pack up and go… adios to la Karavana… drive back to Bariloche, where I find a small Andean flute, a quena, but with beautiful sound… now I will always be able to be here in this magical land called Patagonia… the rain is falling softly as we depart… for Buenos Aires, the final leg of our journey… Buenos Aires, the teeming metropolis – Paris New York and Babylon all in one. Upon our arrival, we are immediately taken with Mirta and Efrin Yellow Spectral Human to a television taping for Infinito cable company and a re-encounter with Embol, our congenial and civilized talk show host who had recorded a program with us when we had been at the Earth Wizard’s Seminary in Picarquin, Chile, late in 1999… the event goes smoothly, and once again the message of the calendar change and the law of time will be broadcast in a sophisticated follow-up to the previous show… driving through the intense traffic and crowds we finally arrive the Bauen Suites Hotel on the edge of the theater district… that night I dream of wandering through the waterways of the Earth Wizard’s port city, where a great dance called Celebration of Hunab Ku climaxes the dream excursion…
The next day we have an energetic press event at the hotel… it is White Resonant Mirror, the 260-day return of the last Day Out of Time. Happily and by surprise, Raul Grajeda, Yellow Magnetic Star of PAN USA has come to join us and meet some of the South American kin. It is impressive that there is this much interest from the press, albeit the alternative or new age press… like Sao Paolo, Buenos Aires is an overwhelming city, and it is amazing that anything at all can come together in such 12:60 cacophony… Claudia has given me a book by our friend, the UFOlogist, Dante Franch, entitled Evacuacion Mundial (World Evacuation) detailing prophecies of the Earth changes and plans for the “evacuation” of the surviving humans, as well as fascinating descriptions of Dante’s own encounters… worst case scenario, for sure… but interesting to contemplate in the midst of the busy madness of Buenos Aires… inevitably one asks, where will this all end?
Our public event that night is at the Sala Pablo Neruda of the Plaza Theater in the heart of the theater district… we are in Vandir’s room and we are being told to wait because there is chaos outside the theater… another overflow crowd… an Andean dance precedes our presentation…. “Which will it be,” we ask, “World evacuation – or change the timing frequency and avoid the rush? Why are so many people willing to crowd into a theater to listen to a message of calendar change? We are clearly in need of escape from the time of chaos into the synchronic order prophesied by the law of time… we are crowded into this theater because awakening in us is the evolutive memory of time, the last message of history… if we can heed the arousing of this evolutive memory of time we will be able to go from anarchy to autonomy, from history to post-history… we must reject the papal authority of the false time calendar and its secrets of leap year, Easter, and the seven dominical letters, the G-7… it is time to imagine a new time… imagine a world where there is no April nor October… and all the people are living for today…”
Seli 9, Blue Galactic Storm, “Receives a light from one who knows,” galactic return of this solar-galactic year. The Avatar of the crystal Earth muses from the ninth floor tower of his Babylonian hotel… “Concerning the synchronic order… this order of fourth-dimensional all-inclusiveness is of necessity a whole system governed by the universal law of time in which all components of the evolutive process of nature are objectified as states of consciousness which are in harmony with logic and reason, and in which any irrationality is actually perceived as vain, illusory and false. All that is objectifiable is capable of mathematical definition. Mind and mathematical order transcend limitations of concept determined by material or technological development.”
That afternoon we are taken to a neighborhood culture center for the kin gathering. In the patio outside, an iron grill fence separates us from the busy 12:60 traffic rushing by… ornately dressed, a male with elaborate feather head-dress and a female dancer create a timeless exchange… a 20-sided squared cross is marked out on the cement… this is the cosmic Andean symbol, the Aymara sacred ground… in the center is a circle divided in two, in which another Aymara man and woman are seated… two youths, a boy and a girl play a duet on the samponys, Andean pan pipes… dense incense smoke blows across the patio… chewing coca leaves, the two speak from time to time, intoning the cosmic space… then they give the gift, a small bag, a small ceramic container of corn seeds… as each kin receives the gift, they join a large serpentine dance… the youths have now become a small band of pan pipe blowers following the rhythm of the drum… ”The better part of what we have to say was already presented by the Aymara,” we tell the overflow gathering of planetary kin. “What the Aymara presented was what we aspire to when we say ‘time is art.’ The Telektonon of Pacal Votan said we had seven years of prophecy to change the calender… the warning was given… the change did not occur, now we are in the harrowing of hell… four years we have to make the decision. The Campaign for the New Time needs all of the planetary kin to become apostles of the New Time… we do not need any more martyrs among the indigenous people… nor among ourselves… we are the cosmic vibratory root… the universe is in our seven centers… let us become the harmony of the universe and make the return to natural time… in peace…” We are presented with the seven-by- seven, 49-part rainbow flag of the Aymara… The Aymara spokesman, Nestor Pasto hands us a piece of paper entitled, “Does Andean Science exist?” “We also follow the thirteen moon 28 day calendar, he tells me, “Yes, I know.” “We must remain in contact,” he says “Yes,” I reply, “this is a sacred struggle…”
Gamma 10, Solar Sun. Good Friday, 2001. Good Friday, 1519. That was the day One Reed – Cortes set foot on Mexican soil. The Thirteen Heavens ended. The Nine Hells began. Good Friday, 1987, the Mayan Factor was published. Fourteen years later, and we are on a flight back to Sao Paolo, en route to Portland… one more night at the Century Paulista Hotel… we spend a few hours at a kin party… didjeridoos and face paint, but it is not the same as the Aymara… it is not yet really 13:20, just pretending to be 13:20… but you have to start someplace… the next morning, the real harrowing of hell between Good Friday and Easter, I awaken, and all I can think of is “Japan.” Later in the day, Vandir and Maria, who is Japanese Brazilian, show up with Angelo,White Planetary Wizard, who is also Japanese Brazilian. Since we have time before our flight to Los Angeles which is at ten minutes to midnight, we decide to go visit the Solo Sagrado, site of the Messianic Church in Guarapiranga, just outside of Sao Paolo… more Japan! The spectacular gardens and temple are dedicated to Mokiti Okada, Japanese-born founder of the World Messianic Church and originator of the technique known as Johrei… all of this is most intriguing… Japan is our next tour of duty. We are scheduled to return there at the end of the Cosmic Moon for the Day out of Time… and then on to central Asia. After an evening of pizza with Vandir, his wife, Jo, and two daughters, Laura and Laisa, we head for the Sao Paolo International Airport, and a fond farewell to Vandir, Maria and Angelo… then on to the plane… of course, it is the night flight to Tokyo, with a stop over in Los Angeles… it must be Japan calling!
Easter Sunday, Alfa 12, Red Planetary Dragon… the resurrection… of Pacal Votan. In Los Angeles, we leave the night flight to Tokyo to board our final flight to Portland. David Kin 19 is there to greet us and take us back to the Foundation for the Law of Time, our living-working home base. How long have we been gone? 26 days… is that all? Among the articles of mail awaiting us is a book, The Book of Mormon, sent to me by my dentist… the Book of Mormon? I recall Recife and the visitation of Pacal Votan within view of the Mormon Temple and its gilded statue of the Angel Moroni. Why is all this so familiar? I go to Tony Shearer’s book, Beneath the Moon and Under the Sun, published in 1975, the year before my first visit to Palenque. Read pages 120-126. According to Tony, Wotan (Pacal Votan) of Palenque was none other than Mormon who created the 22 (thirteen heavens, nine hells, tomb dedication date 9.13.0.0.0) gold plates on which was inscribed the history of the Indian nations of the Americas. And it was Wotan who left the 22 plates to the one known as the Angel Moroni, who hid them in a hillside in New York, to be discovered by Joseph Smith after a visit by the Angel Moroni, September 21, 1823. The plates disappeared, and an “abridged” version is what appears as the present-day Book of Mormon. Who knows? Elsewhere in the same book, Tony writes: “In days long ago a ship came; not from the sea, but from the sky. It came from another world, perhaps even another galaxy. And these space beings delivered this perfect mathematical formula (sacred calendar) to the Indians of Mexico. it was hoped that the formula would help the people of the Earth find their way into the light of their Creator. The space beings left, but they vowed they would return from time to time to see how mankind was doing, and to help him find his way.”
By Valum Votan and Bolon Ik (26 Apr 2001)
Historical sources: Earthascending.com/core/valum401.htm & Tortuga.com:80/portal/?q=node/149
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