Dust you are and dust you will return

19/01/2024

There are no indigenous peoples on Earth. Life was sown from elsewhere.

"The perfect medicine is the stellar body, it is the recovery of the lost strength and virtues of the perishable body, through another incorruptible and celestial body." (5) It is the reintegration of the Being. in the primitive forces of the Cosmos"

Someone is calling us from the stars...

"First of all, it is worth noting the singular ease with which Western man has become accustomed to an increasingly degraded concept of himself. First, he has willingly accepted the idea of being a simple creature, as such separated from insurmountable distance from his creator. Secondly, with the Renaissance and Humanism, he became increasingly accustomed to the idea of belonging solely to this earth. Finally, a few decades of scientism, Darwinism and evolutionism were enough for the Western man has seriously believed that he is nothing more than the exemplar of a given biological species. ... On the lowest level we are dealing with the influences that we have already called underworld, influences which, due to their very nature, act destructively on everything that is form and personality. But, higher up, these are intelligent forces, the purpose of which is to divert, pervert or invert any tendency of man to reconnect with the true supernatural. This is an order that can be call diabolical. It must not be conceived abstractly, but rather in relation to real beings, sometimes also to certain centers and to a kind of occult front. This too is a plan that is not simply human...! (2)

In the Bible we read, at the beginning of creation, that "God said: let us make man in our image, in our likeness... and the Lord God formed man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life , and man became a living being."

Apart from the "small detail" of "let's make in our image", our bond with the Earth and dust appears fundamental and indissoluble: we are made of the same material!

But if we dig even further in time, something older than the Bible, in ancient Mesopotamian literature for example, we read something more detailed about this ancient operation:

Nintu said: "...let one God be slain and the Gods be purified in an ablution. With the flesh and blood (of the slain God) Nintu will mix the clay, so that God and man are united together through of the clay, that we might hear the drums for the rest of the days, and through the flesh of the sacrificed God there be a spirit in man! Let life be its sign, and let there be a spirit lest it be forgotten ." (1)

It is therefore not simple dust, but clay, and so the smoky mythical vision begins to take on more defined and practical contours, there is a particular link between clay and DNA, between clay and the proliferation of life, as several scholars also maintain contemporaries, just to mention the Italians, Mauro Biglino, Pietro Buffa or Alessandro Demontis.

So a little doll of dust, clay, earth, a helpless little doll if it weren't for the life infused by the blood of a sacrificed God, and this brings to mind a whole vortex of thoughts, memories, connections. A God who sacrifices himself for man reminds me of the fulcrum on which many religions and mythical stories are built, some taboos considered ancestral also come to mind: if human beings have a divine DNA within them, perhaps some opposing force, some force that is not strictly divine, which might have an interest in keeping the human being chained to the earth, would then also have an interest in ensuring that this divine DNA is fragmented and dispersed as much as possible, because the aim is to make us forget our origins, to make lose track of, weigh down, annihilate every spiritual ambition.

Why in ancient writings was the union between blood relatives the most sublime form of love between the gods, while it was strictly forbidden to ordinary mortals? , I just ask myself questions... "the woman who gave birth to you, with whom you are tempted to identify, becomes the object from which you must distance yourself with contempt if you want to belong to the tribe of men. It is the theme of every journey of the hero who must initiate himself into the life of a warrior. But could this be solved differently?" (1) she is expelled from Eden after meeting her.

I think that human beings are a sort of catalyst of cosmic energies, to put it in the words of Fernardo Nannetti (Astronautical mining engineer in the mental system) we are telestations in direct telepathic connection, not so much with each other, but with the forces and cosmic energies, and within us a multitude of energies and entities flow together, after all everything is only and exclusively vibration and energy and nothing is real, as we commonly understand this term. We are antennas, or rather tuners, human portals, everything is "just" an interaction of forces that generate an image of itself, and as vibration, energy, wave, everything is transmissible and interpenetrable, we live the world to which we are tuned. Death itself could be a leap, a change in frequency.

Stretch your imagination, try to imagine the world and everything you call reality, like a broadcast, a film. But at the same time, thousands of other films are broadcast in the ether, all together, in the same time and in the same space. It would be enough to change the frequency to which we are tuned, to change the reality in which we live. It seems like science fiction, it seems like a scenario that came out of the sick mind of a madman, but instead it's just quantum physics.

"The soul does not come from other bodies, but from other worlds, that is, from other conditions of existence, and does not go to other bodies but, if it escapes the hells by conforming to its supernatural purpose, it goes to other of these worlds" (2)

We are a bridge, a connection between the divine and the earthly, between the macrocosm and the microcosm, between the superior worlds and the inferior worlds, yes we may be a mixture of earth, dust and clay, but the naked forces of life that they animate us, call them spirit, soul or whatever you think, they come from far away, from above, not from this world, not from the earth. This world and this body are just like hotel rooms, temporary abodes, they are not home!

Yet there is a boundless love, a profound bond, which binds us to Nature and our Earth... I too have often dreamed of a return to Nature and the Earth, and this is what exudes from practically every photograph of mine. But this return to Nature shouldn't only be understood as an attraction for heavy and material energies. Nature is a teacher of life, it teaches us how the mechanism works, beyond appearances, Nature is an open book of immortal wisdom. Understanding the mechanism must help us learn to use it with discernment and to set the course towards which we really want to move, and not simply be dragged along. We all have a great gift, which is offered to us from birth, it is free will. Beyond everything, it is fundamentally us who choose, to choose whether to remain trapped in this land, whether to return to dust, or whether to look nostalgically towards home, keeping the secret desire to return there one day. The path is not simple, but will is the true engine and energy that moves everything, free will is the tool that guides the direction, keeping in mind that all goals are distractions: "man must abolish the distance between himself and the goal, becoming the goal himself." (3)

It is a path not without risks and dangers, because "placed in contact with the spiritual, man can lose his soul". exposing himself to the risk of "opening himself up to forces that are not above, but below man". Infernal forces therefore, who would drag us away from our return home. Many traditions, such as the Hermetic or Buddhist one, they place man as superior to the gods, understood as manifestations of natural powers.

Return to Nature then not as a form of regression, but as a nakedness to oneself, a sacred and symbolic stripping of all profanity, a return to a primordial stage of purity of thought and feelings, a purification from all those mental superstructures that over the course of lives and lives we have accumulated within us, like harmful waste that clouds and distorts our vision. Nature therefore understood as a unique and vital cosmos, a universal pulsation that also beats in unison within us.

"... the nature that was exalted and to which man was wanted to return to become healthy and normal again, is something artificial and abstract. In fact, it is not nature as cosmos, as a living entity permeated with meanings and of supersensible energies such as ancient traditional man could still perceive and conceive it. It is essentially a rationalistic construction. For normal modern man this nature is, and can only be, a set of disanimated forms and physical forces, something external and separated from everything, something therefore in which one can feel at home only if one carries out a similar separation and disintegration of the spiritual unity of the personality within oneself and concentrates the sense of oneself precisely on the physical part of one's being." (2)

We were "made" of the same substance as the planet...

This is what ancient Babylonian tablets engraved on clay read, translated by the famous and great scholar Zacharia Stichin, referring to a period of approximately 445 thousand years ago:

"... Many times again Ninmah changed the mixture, ... , one being had paralyzed feet, another oozed semen, another had trembling hands, still another had a malfunctioning liver... Enki was disappointed by the results. We fail to obtain a Primitive Worker, so said Ninmah. ...And what if the defect is not in the mixture, so Enki asked her. Perhaps what the Earth itself is made of is missing? Do not use containers made of crystals of Nibiru, mold them of the clay of the Earth! Perhaps the mixture of the Earth itself is needed, the mixture of gold and copper! Thus Enki, He Who Knows Things, urged her to use the clay of the Abzu. In the House of Vita Ninmah created a container, with the clay of the Abzu she forged it. She gave it the shape of a purifying bath, so as to create the mixture inside it. She gently introduced into the clay container the egg of an earthly female, of a bipedal female. He introduced into the container the essence of life extracted from the blood of an Anunnaki. ... Then she laid the fertilized egg in the womb of a terrestrial female. Here is the conception! Ninmah announced with joy. ... At the expected time the female Earthling went into labor. She was being born a creature, a newborn baby. With her own hands Ninmah took out the creature, it was a male. In her hands he held the child, she examined his appearance; he was the very picture of perfection. ... Enki embraced and kissed Ninmah. Your hands forged it. ... " (6)

Man still does not dare to recognize that he is God. This is why he is unhappy. He is afraid of taking on the legacy of the slain God. And he is not God just because he is afraid. Fear and, with it, pain is what condemns him to misery and unhappiness. When he overcomes fear and pain all ways will be open to him. The starting point is to demonstrate to oneself the supreme attribute of divinity: free will." (2)

Naturally, these words of mine and these quotes of mine may appear as a messy jumble of ideas collected here and there, in truth my intent is only to arouse curiosity, and to illustrate in broad terms the path of thought that lies behind my photograph.

I consider myself a bottomless well of curiosity, but if anyone would like to delve deeper into these topics, I take the liberty of leaving some literary advice at the bottom of this page.

Clay was in the beginning, and clay was in the end...

The ancient Babylonian clay tablets also read ... "In the White Earth, in the bowels of the Earth, the foundations of the Earth trembled. Then with a roar, equal to thousands of thunders, the frozen blanket slipped away from its foundations. It was pushed away from the invisible pull of Nibiru's web, it crashed into the South Sea. ... The surface of the White Earth crumbled like the shell of an egg. Suddenly a tidal wave rose, the wall of water reached the heavens. A storm, with violence never seen before, began to howl from the heart of the Earth. ... From the celestial boat in which she was, Ninmah cried out like a woman in labor: my creatures fill the waters like dragonflies drowned in a pool. All life was swept away by the wave of the raging sea! So cried and wailed Ninmah. Even Inanna, who was with her. cried and wailed. All that is beneath us, all of it had life, he turned to clay! Thus Ninmah and Inanna cried. ... The days gone by, alas, have turned to clay! So said the Anunnaki. (6)

There are also those who, in our days, with disturbing sugardo, question themselves and turn to Ninmah...

Translated excerpt from the Ninmah - Mother of Humanity website:

"I recently discovered that my bloodline goes back to the Aryan bloodline. But I have dark blonde hair (now dyed auburn), big black eyes, olive skin. As a child I was teased that I looked like an alien. I grew up until I became a successful model and was chosen as one of the most beautiful women in the world. Please help me, is my bloodline from gods or aliens? I have a rare blood type that is disappearing. Only 3% of Australian population is affected. Well, where do I belong? I feel alone. Please give me some information. I feel lost but unique. I have second sight, I can heal people by touching them, or if they stare into my eyes, it's all too strange , yet I have poor health and have an incurable disease. I just want to know what the hell I am and are there others like me.."

Greetings M.

" Surprising. Yes, aliens have many characteristics. As an emanation of the Source that co-creates existence, you are the designer of your form that has been chosen as one of the most beautiful women in the world.

We are all aliens but some have more neandrethal blood while others have more alien blood. I guess since you're a model, you're tall. So you are probably one of the "tall whites" even if your appearance is darker due to mixing with humans. They are the Anunnaki. Neandrethals are also aliens, seeded here on Earth. They are also super smart. There are no indigenous peoples on Earth. Life was sown from elsewhere.

What are your health problems? You are a soul in this form. You have great intelligence and beauty, both internal and external. With your intelligence connecting to the level of spirit and your soul, you can cure your own illnesses (be at ease) with your WILL.

Change your perspective and discover how lucky you are. Shifting to a positive attitude, away from all dark attitudes and expressions of that darkness, can alleviate and ultimately eliminate the darkness from your life. Recognize your shadow, inside and however it manifests outside. Give it due credit as the force that inspired you to create and resolve, evolve and become the complete human being you now fully love. That's the purpose of darkness and evil: to put you on the hero's journey. Since you are fighting the disease (it's terminal), then you have one of the greatest motivators ever!

There are infinite so-called cures. The primary cure is for you to wrap your logic around something that resonates with you. BELIEVE IT (live-live). Then you will set yourself FREE to help humanity. We need all the help we can get. IT'S NOW THE TIME!

Thanks Maya for writing.

Much love, blessings and the warmest Aloha,

- Ninmah ~

1 - Susy Blady, The Goddess who created man - Uno Edizioni

2 - Julius Evola, Mask and Face of Contemporary Spiritualism - Ediz.Mediterranee

3 - J. Krishnamurti - The liberated path, 1931

4 - R. Reininger, Nietzsche and the meaning of life - ed.Volpe 1971

5 - Cesare Della Riviera / Julius Evola, The magical world of heroes - Ediz.Mediterranee

6 - Zacharia Sitchin, The lost book of the god Enki, Fabbri Editori

Dust you are and dust you will return

There are no indigenous peoples on Earth. Life was sown from elsewhere.

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