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You’ve seen this before: Mont-Saint-Michel — the Wonder of the Western World

Published July 6, 2024 by tindertender

By @Culture_Crit

Did you know it has a twin, 200 miles away, also named after St. Michael?

That’s where things get really strange…

This is the “twin”: St. Michael’s Mount in Cornwall, England.

It’s also a tidal island with a chapel, remarkably similar to its French counterpart, and only accessible at low tide.

Here’s a map of the two. You can draw a line between them just over 200 miles long as the crow flies.

But what happens if you keep extending that line?

You get this: a straight line all the way from Ireland to Israel. Along it are 7 medieval monasteries linked to the Archangel Michael.

What are they, and is this just a strange coincidence?

St. Michael is one of the biblical archangels. He’s best known for defeating Satan in the New Testament, and is usually depicted with a sword or spear during this heroic moment.

Each point on the line has a curious link to him…

The westernmost point is an island called Skellig Michael. Medieval monks started worshipping here in the 7th century, and built a church honoring Michael around 950 AD.

Next is St. Michael’s Mount. A monastery was built here in the 8th century, and it was later gifted to the same Benedictine order of Mont Saint-Michel.

But local legend says the link is far older, and Michael was sighted here by fishermen in 495 AD.

Then, Mont-Saint-Michel in Normandy. People call it the 8th Wonder of the World for obvious reasons — it can be hard to believe it’s a real place.

This one has the most curious origin story of all…

In 708 AD, an oratory was built here by a local bishop. He had been visited by Michael in a series of visions and instructed to build a shrine on the island…

Why? Because this was the exact point at which Saint Michael defeated Satan (in the form of a dragon).

This is stated in a 9th century Latin text recording the origins of Mont-Saint-Michel.

Next is Sacra di San Michele, at the peak of Mount Pirchiriano (near Turin).

It’s also on an impressive pinnacle, and its origin story is a vision of St. Michael. In 980 AD, he appeared to a hermit and instructed him to build an abbey here.

Next is even older. The Sanctuary of Monte Sant’Angelo is the oldest shrine dedicated to St. Michael in Europe.

8th century writings say he appeared in 490 AD, and again in 663 — when his spectacular apparition helped the Lombards defeat invaders in battle.

Then, a small Greek island called Symi. Most of its religious buildings are dedicated to Michael, including this one in Panormitis. It dates all the way to 450 AD, and was built around a miraculous icon of Michael…

Last is the Stella Maris Monastery in Israel, on Mount Carmel — close to Nazareth.

It’s also a vantage point, but not dedicated to St. Michael. It’s where the prophet Elijah lived, built over a small grotto of his…

Similar imagery to Michael is associated with Elijah, wielder of a sword.

And the monastery is dedicated to the Virgin Mary — Queen of Angels. Perhaps it’s fitting that the line ends here, at the entrance to the Holy Land…

So, what is this all about? Some say the line represents the stroke of St. Michael’s sword that sent Lucifer to Hell.

But how accurate is the line exactly?

order to capture all of 7 points in an arc connecting the end points, the line has to be about 20km wide.

Sacra di San Michele falls exactly in line with the two extremes.

This is what’s known as a “ley line”. Of course, you can draw them between all sorts of places and eventually find one. There’s even another relating to St. Michael across England:

They’re usually put down to sheer coincidence. But what about this one?

Well, there are many more accounts from the Middle Ages of him appearing miraculously across Europe, and plenty of other sites bearing his name.

But these are the most beautiful and significant of all, arranged curiously in one great swing of a sword.

Were they named intentionally by medieval Christians to form a line? Or did they simply fall into place…

Looking at Mont-Saint-Michel, it’s certainly hard not to conclude it was divinely created…

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Pilgrims have come from afar for 1,000 years.

To cross to it from the shoreline is known as taking the “paths to paradise” — and it’s easy to see why…

Goa’uld ~ Parasitic Race

Published July 5, 2024 by tindertender

Could this be the actual “parasitic infestation” aka Diablo narcissistic spiritual attachments?

https://stargate.fandom.com/wiki/Goa%27uld

We have no right to play God, but neither do the Goa’uld. Now I know none of this seems real to you on paper, but trust me, they’re pure evil.” ~ DANIEL JACKSON

Reign of Ra “There can be only one Ra.” ~ RA

Reign of ApophisThe end of a dark moment in Goa’uld history approaches. Soon we will wipe out the scourge that plagues us.” ~ APOPHIS ON WIPING OUT THE TAU’RI

Return of AnubisI think you’ll find many things have changed … since my return.” ~ ANUBIS TO THOR OF THE ASGARD

Bereft of power “Come now, Teal’c. We’re smart enough to know we’re not actually gods. Well, some of us are anyway. There are always those who will begin to believe their own propaganda. I suppose all you need is enough people to worship you and then what’s the difference? You’re pretty much a god by definition.” ~ BA’AL

Symbiote “It’s a slimy, snake-like alien creature — burrows into people’s heads and takes control of their bodies.” ~ JOHN SHEPPARD

The host “Nothing of the host survives.” ~ KLOREL

Swastika

Published July 5, 2024 by tindertender

The word “swastika” comes from the Sanskrit word “svastika,” which means “good fortune” or “well-being.” It has been a sacred symbol in Hinduism, Buddhism, and Jainism for centuries, representing prosperity, luck, and the sun. The motif of the swastika appears to have first been used as early as 7000 years ago, perhaps representing the movement of the sun through the sky.

The Ruling Demons Hate the Feminine (womb-man)

Published July 5, 2024 by tindertender

Remember who you are.

Sacred Portal birthing Gods into the physical realm for an earthly experience.

Demons use abortion and trafficking to destroy their young body’s and souls..

Ряженые – Karazin Nikolay Nikolayevich
Selene by Jules-Louis Machard (1874)
Boreas and Orithya, by Heinrich Lossow
(1880) he really doesn’t want to let go!!
Our reunion is very near. They can’t stop it.
Liberty by Constantino Brumidi (1869)
Kali
She is wonderful 😘
The Creator is female, the light of God is her physical.
House of Muses. The mosaic of the Nine Muses: Clio, Euterpe, above, Oceanus Thalia, Melpomene, Terpsichore, Erato, Polymnia, Ourania and Calliope.
First depicts Nine Muses – goddesses of the inspiration of literature, science and arts. Muse Calliope is in center of the mosaic.
Roman Priestess Diana
Nurturer
Divine Masculine do exist
Unconditional Love!
Saint Joan of Arc.
Full armor – Helmetless
“She was truthful when lying was the common speech of men; she was honest when honest was become a lost virtue; she was a keeper of promises when the keeping of a promise was expected of no one; … she was full of pity when a merciless cruelty was the rule; she was steadfast when stability was unknown, and honorable in an age which had forgotten what honor was; she was a rock of convictions in a time when men believed in nothing and scoffed at all things; she was unfailingly true in an age that was false to the core; she was of a dauntless courage when hope and courage had perished in the hearts of her nation.”
—Mark Twain, Joan of Arc
Never giving up.

Red Arrow Woman: The Cherokee Sacred Pipe

Published June 26, 2024 by tindertender

Long ago, when the world was new, a tribe of red‐skinned people came to live on the lands around the Land of the Blue Mist – the Great Blue Smoky Mountains, Cherokee Country. At this time, the animals of the world still talked to men and taught them how to live on and care for the land. These people were called “Ani Yun Wiya,” or the One True People. In this tribe lived a brave warrior woman called Red Arrow Woman, who was taught to use the bow, the spear and the knife. Even though it was a man’s job to hunt and fight, Red Arrow Woman could shoot straighter with them, and she could throw the spear into eye of a hawk in flight. Because of all this, no man would tell her to be like a woman.

One day while on a hunt, Red Arrow Woman came upon the tracks of Yona the bear. She saw blood on the ground and knew he was wounded, so she followed his tracks. High into the mountains she went. Soon she came to a place that she did not know. It was in this place, a place known only to the animals that she finally saw Yona the bear. He had a deep cut in his side and she saw him bowing down in prayer. Red Arrow Woman saw him bowing toward a large field of tall grass and speaking words that she had not heard before. Suddenly, the grass shimmered and became a lake, and Yona dived into the water. After a time he emerged from the water, his side completely healed.

Yona approached her and said, “This is the sacred lake of the animals, called, ‘Atagahi’ and its location is known only to the animals. It is where we come for healing and strength. You are the first man creature to see the sacred lake. You must never tell your kind of its location for it is the home of the Great Uktena.”

After he said these words and left, Red Arrow Woman was tired and decided to rest a while by this lake. She built a small fire and sat down to eat a meal that she had brought with her, and as she took a drink of the water from the lake, she felt instantly refreshed. She felt strong as Yan’si the Buffalo, as if she could run faster than Coga the Raven could fly.

The woods were quiet: Unole the wind was sleeping, Nvda the sun was shinning bright but was not hot, and the surface of the lake was completely calm. Red Arrow Woman soon began to get sleepy. It was at this time that she saw Uktena, whom she had been told of when she was a child but no one in her tribe ever claimed to have seen him.

High above the water he raised his great Serpent Dragon head, the jewel in his forehead glistening. He began to move toward her. Red Arrow Woman grabbed up her spear and stood up to face the great creature coming to her, standing proud, showing no fear — the way any warrior should. She raised her spear and prepared to strike the huge beast.

Uktena stopped a short distance from her. He smiled, his mouth grinning larger than a man was tall and full of teeth longer than man’s forearm. He spoke to the brave woman on the bank of his lake. To her he said, “Put down your weapons for I mean you no harm. Uktena told her to sit and to listen. Uktena dipped his head below the surface and came back up a moment later. In his mouth he had a strangely crooked stick and a leather pouch, which he lay on the ground in front of Red Arrow Woman.

Then the Great Uktena began to teach. He said, “This that I have laid before you is the Sacred Pipe of The Creator.” He then told her to pick up the pipe. “The bowl is of the same red clay the Creator used to make your kind. The red clay is womankind and is from the Earth. Just as a woman bears the children and brings forth life, the bowl bears the sacred tobacco (tsula) and brings forth smoke. The stem is man, rigid and strong. The stem is from the plant kingdom, and like a man it supports the bowl, just as man supports his family.”

Uktena then showed Red Arrow Woman how to join the bowl to the stem saying, “Just as a man and a woman remain separate until joined in marriage so too are the bowl and stem separate. Never to be joined unless the pipe is used.”

Uktena then showed her how place the sacred tsula into the pipe and with an ember from the fire lit the tsula so it burned slightly. He told her this, “The smoke is the breath of the Creator. When you draw the smoke in into your body, you will be cleansed and made whole. When the smoke leaves your mouth, it will rise to the Creator. Your prayers, your dreams, your hopes and desires will be taken to Him in the smoke, and the truth in your soul will be shown to Him when you smoke the pipe. If you are not true, do not smoke the pipe; if your spirit is bad and you seek to deceive, do not smoke the pipe.” Uktena continued his lesson well into the night teaching Red Arrow Woman all of the prayers used with the pipe and all of the reasons for using the pipe. He finished just as the moon was beginning her nightly journey across the sky in search of her true love. He told Red Arrow Woman to wrap the pipe in red cloth, keeping the parts separate.

Uktena then returned to depths of the lake, telling Red Arrow Woman she would never again be able to find this place but she would remember all she learned. Red Arrow Woman saw the water shimmer and become again the field of grass. She left, taking with her the pipe and her lessons and a wondrous tale.

Ever since that time, The Ani Yun Wiya have used the sacred pipe and never again has any man seen the sacred lake of Uktena.

The pipe is not a symbol of things that are sacred. The pipe itself is sacred. Not everyone is called upon to be a pipe bearer. The person who carries the pipe and practices the pipe ceremonies and traditions has a great responsibility to his brothers and sisters, his land and country and even to the Earth Mother.

Beowulf

Published June 11, 2024 by tindertender

NPC Infiltration

Published June 6, 2024 by tindertender

This reads like science fiction, but if you are ready, it’s the direct truth.

It’s OK, we, in part, helped to design this system.

But if we play into it more, it will diminish our mind’s ability to make sense of reality and society.

This society is ran on a kind of informational track or script and there are a majority presence here that does not think on their own, but thinks as an extension of that overall track or script.

You are different if you can ask yourself why you are not like them. (@TellisAug693)

A world where the most insidious, human-looking parasites have infiltrated society. Their presence is ubiquitous, yet barely noticed. They are the NPCs, non-player characters, whose ratio to actual humans is staggering: 1 to 5,555. Given this ratio, in a perceived population of 8 billion, there are only about 144,000 true humans. 8 billion illusionary, 800 million NPC.

These parasites are not creators; they produce nothing of value. Their sole function is to serve the Hive, a massive, invisible machine dedicated to control and extraction. At the apex of this parasitic structure is the Taxman – the ultimate leech. Propped up by military force, political maneuvering, and legal frameworks, the Taxman is a master of theft, taking without producing.

But the Taxman does not operate alone. The tax consultant, a supposed ally to the common person, is just another cog in the machine. This symbiotic relationship between Taxman and tax consultant ensures that the extraction appears justified. While the consultant pretends to save you money, they actually ensure you pay both the Taxman and themselves. This is the two-faced nature of the parasite – feeding off the same host from both sides.

The Hive’s infiltration is subtle, like a virus spreading through an organism. NPCs, controlled by an unseen algorithm, execute their roles without deviation. They form the backbone of various institutions – banks, insurance companies, financial firms -that create nothing but manipulate everything. These entities trade in a single commodity: human labor and life.

Money, in this system, is a mere illusion. It’s a slave certificate, a symbol of control rather than true wealth. Its value is subject to political whims and economic maneuvers, making it a tool of oppression rather than freedom. Inflation, deflation, and market crashes are engineered events, designed to tighten the Hive’s grip on the populace.

Lenders and financiers are another breed of these parasites. They lure you into debt with the promise of prosperity, only to bind you with invisible chains of interest and repayment. They are the overseers, wielding whips of financial obligation, ensuring you remain a slave to the system. Every loan, every mortgage, every credit card is a trap, set to extract your life’s energy under the guise of helping you achieve your dreams.

As humanity edges towards an awakening, the NPCs are desperate to maintain control. They plot a reset – a cataclysmic event aimed at wiping out most of the human population. The survivors, primarily children, would be indoctrinated into a new, even more controlled world order.

History offers a precedent in the enigmatic case of Tartaria. Post-cataclysm, adults were eradicated, leaving only children who were funneled into orphanages, much like the tale of Oliver Twist. These orphans were the raw material for the Hive’s new order. Subsequent world wars further solidified this control, creating a perpetual cycle of destruction and rebirth under the parasitic system.

In this gritty, rugged reality, the parasites’ true aim is clear: complete domination over human life and labor. They are NPCs, mere shells operating under an algorithm, extracting value and perpetuating control. The challenge for the remaining humans is to recognize these patterns, to fight against the layers of deception and exploitation, and to reclaim their autonomy from a Hive that seeks to enslave them eternally.

The parasites use elaborate tactics to divert attention and give the impression they are on your side. The legal system presents itself as a bastion of justice, while lawyers and politicians manipulate laws to benefit the Hive. Financial advisors appear to offer guidance but ultimately lead you deeper into the labyrinth of debt and dependence. These roles are carefully crafted to maintain the illusion of choice and autonomy, masking the true nature of the parasitic control.

Freedom is coming soon. (@SiriusBShaman)

Buffalo Soldier

Published June 4, 2024 by tindertender

Yesterday I was pondering the stealth and skill of our Divine Collective Warriors **You’re amazing** and the words “Buffalo Soldier” came to mind from that song, and I recognized my brother, relative, and friend.

Grateful for our Family!!

The Panniculus

Published May 14, 2024 by tindertender

I was today years old when I learnt that the part of the body we affectionately refer to as a pouch has a proper scientific name.

Ladies and gentleman, introducing the panniculus, “an apron of skin and fat that sags below the navel, particularly after pregnancy or weight loss”.

While I won’t be adding panniculus to my baby names list, I do think we should show it a little more love. Because despite what you might see on social media, having a pouch, or a panniculus on a Sunday, is entirely natural and normal. And to prove it, I refer you to the drawing attached.

This piece of art was created in 23,000 BCE, on the walls of a cave in what we now call France. Opinions vary as to whether it represents a woman in childbirth, or an appreciative ode to the female form, but either way her pouch is clearly visible, and she was important enough and interesting enough and beautiful enough to commit to rock for eternity.

It can be hard to feel good about our bodies after pregnancy and birth, and there’s no denying that we have been forever changed by the experience inside and out, but it’s even harder when we try to live up to unattainable and constantly shifting beauty standards.

That’s why this piece of art brings me such joy, the figure is undeniably and unashamedly female, lumps and bumps and all. And if a woman 25,000 years ago, whose life was undoubtedly much harder than mine, can handle this jelly, then so can I.

Author: Shonie x