So I'm of direct Azorean maternal mitochondrial descent--my mother's mother is full blood Azorean from Sao Miguel. I grew up with her telling me that the Azores was all that remains of Atlantis.
A few nights ago my soulmate and I were looking up some images from the Silmarillion, as we're both Elves and learning a lot about the ancient hidden history of our world (Arda) prior to the present, late-Fourth Age. I looked at a map of Numenor...
...and it occurred to me I'd seen that shape before. But where?
I thought back to a few days before when I was reading up on the pyramid found at the bottom of the sea, between Sao Miguel (where my grandmother was born!) and Terceira, so off I went to examine the pictures once more...
If you look carefully you will see the exact same, five-pointed-star shape.
What is intriguing is that Meneltarma--the Holy Mountain of the Valar--was at the centre of Numenor, exactly analogous to where this crystal 'pyramid' was located off the coast of the Azores. Only the mighty birds of Manwe, like eagles or falcons, flew near the pinnacle of Meneltarma. The meaning of the name of the island chain even means "falcon".
Sao Miguel is equivalent to Hyarrostar, the forested region that supplied Numenorean shipbuilders with wood. And in reality, Sao Miguel was at one point heavily forested by Laurisilva forests--evergreen, broadleaf, temperate rainforests of laurel. Some laurel forests still exist there, though not many. It is a tragedy...
The world as you know it - all that you see, taste, feel and touch, comprises only about 5% of all of the stuff of the universe. The other 95% is what we have considered "nothing" or the "firmament" or dark matter or the heavens or mystic Other Worlds. This 95% is multi-dimensional and consists of potential realities that may be perceived.
A single thought...a mere whisper, ...... barely upon a breeze that catches a spark... all is tinder before the firestorm... and yet.
ONLY that whisper
ONLY that thought
the world is forever changed beyond the fears and dreams of cardboard men.
Freedom and change starts within:
It is encouraged by truth and courage of people who love
Built by the respect of true beings standing as one before each other.
Lets us cross every man made borders
without fear stare into eyes and hearts of all our brothers and sisters: within our words without shouting,or force to hold each to our truths; and let us without fear freely share what works...
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