The extraordinary saga of the African people had led them all over Europe and then to America, long before the white settlers, when this semi-desert American continent was still called Tarana.
Five thousand years ago,It is also said 3000 BCE, Before the Common Era – or 5000 BP, Before Present a large band of Black Gods landed on the African coast. They were returning to their homeland in Africa with a message of light. Black-skinned, large in size and wisdom, they came from the sister continent Tarana which is now called America.
Across the Atlantic they had developed a brilliant civilization. But all this is forgotten, denied, hidden. I want here to do justice to the black people of Africa and their conquests in Europe and America, when the little whites were only savages just out of their caves and the cold shelter of the hollow earth. I told this unknown episode in a section entitled 100,000 Years Under Earth.
The whites of today have thought themselves an elected race, they are only colonialists. And the colonized are subhuman. The Chinese call their country the land under the sky, they call themselves the oldest civilization. And all the foreigners are devils. Wild people all have the same name in different languages: they are called human beings. And all the others are mutant animals. These displaced visions can never forget this double truth. The first men are women, Lucy and Toumaï lived on the land of Africa. Black Africans of skin represent the first modern civilization that appeared on this planet at the dawn of the fifth humanity, ours. And the forgotten history of the black people is one of my favorite subjects. I devoted the section entitled: Africa Saga. Go to Table of contents, you’ll find it there.
All this is too forgotten. And then it goes against the current, it upsets the received ideas. Okay, but is it my fault? I tell you what I saw, what I still see when I put the cursor of my chronoscaphe on 12.000 BP. Do not be surprised if it surprises you. Forgetfulness does its work of sorting. It erases what shocks, blurs what displeases, spares what flatters, at the price of lying. So the story is written. Egypt transmits the Atlantean torch to Greece, which tends to Rome, which also flies to the Celts and ends in apotheosis with the end of the Knights Templar in the West. The shadow extends.
There is light and light. The Enlightenment Century is the one where European, Arab and Black slave traders revive slaveryand shoot the movie in reverse. The transatlantic route is reopened, thousands of Africans are forcibly boarded for working on the plantations in the New World.
America is our new world. Whereas for Atlantis the new world, it was Europe. How things change! History goes at it again after millennia. The African people crammed into the holds of slave ships did he know that 6,500 years earlier, black heroes had done the reverse route to civilize Africa? Laugh on Friday cry on Sunday. Here they are, they return to the land of their ancestors crowned with glory, exotic exploits, smelling distant lands, the Caribbean rum and pepper of Mexico.
They were returning home in Africa, after a long stay in America where they were honored as gods. And they were gods, these black-skinned Atlantean warriors. They belonged to the planetary elite before the flood. In Atlantis, they were noble. In Africa as in America, they were taken for gods. They are the ones found in the pantheon of the sixteen Yoruba gods, as we shall see. In fact they were sixteen clans rather than sixteen people. After the disappearance of their island-continent, they had developed a great civilization, that of the Chavins of Peru and the Olmecs of Mexico.
Now, they were returning to Africa to develop on this coast of gold one of the most flourishing Atlantean colonies of this side of the Atlantic, the Yoruba country. Its civilizing influence will radiate all over the continent, forging sacred links with the Berbers of Morocco, the Tuaregs of the Sahara, the Dogons of Mali, the Fulanis of Senegal, the Masais of Sudan, the Nubians of Upper Egypt and even the distant Zulus of South Africa or the Bushmen of Kalahari.
Between 19,000 and 11,000 BP, the “Iberomaurusians”, a population of hunter-gatherers arrived suddenly on the coast of Morocco and Algeria. It is generally believed that these modern men , technically and socially more advanced, were from Libya or Italy. But there are at this time the same harpoonaccording to U.S. prehistorian Strauss in southern Spain and in Morocco. Other evidence also attest that these crops were present on both sides of Strait of Gibraltar and practiced both fishing off the coast. (source)
All these people still remember this glorious past as evidenced by many customs and legends evoking the ancient gods from Alcor, Orion, Sirius and the Pleiades. Among them were the Yoruba.
“The Yoruba peopleYorùbá in Yoruba orthography are an ethnic group of West Africa. The Yoruba constitute close to 40 million people in total, found predominantly in Nigeria, where they make up around 21% of its population or roughly 35 million in 2012, making them one of the largest ethnic groups of Sub-Saharan Africa. The majority of the Yoruba speak the Yoruba language.
While the majority of the Yoruba live in western Nigeria, there are also substantial indigenous Yoruba communities in the Republic of Benin and Togo. Comparatively numerous Yoruba diaspora communities are found in the United States and the United Kingdom.” (source)wikipedia
One hundred years ago a German researcher followed the trail of Atlantean Africa. Leo Frobenius, German ethnologist and explorer, a specialist in Yoruba culture, has written a major and rare book, “Atlantis, mythology and culture”, from which are taken the following quotations.
In every life there is that moment when one finds his sacred thread. For Frobenius, this was the meeting with a “Black from West Coast of Africa” who told him: “In my country, every man is, by seniority, a large stone.”
Suddenly converted, Frobenius grabbed his sacred thread that guided him through the ancient Yoruba culture. He collected facts, festivals and fairies. “It did not take me less than nine to ten years to fully understand this sentence”, he confessed. (Source)Leo Frobenius, Kabyle Tales
Every man carries within him, unconsciously, the memory of ancient civilizations. Similarly, the rock is a fragment of the memory of the world.
The patient researches of Frobenius have brought this visionary researcher to one of the greatest discoveries of modern times. The Atlanteans were black. There were also whites, both ethnic groups lived in good intelligence but inter-ethnic crosses were proscribed under penalty of death. For thousands of years, this taboo of ethnic diversity has remained inviolable. Even today, without even realizing it, white can not help feeling superior to black. It is his way of making the black people pay for the glory of having preceded all the others. That’s why I had to restore the truth about this part of our history.
