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.
Originally from Africa in times so remote that we are unaware of it all, the African people were the first to populate our planet. Blacks were the only humans for hundreds of thousands of years. Their extraordinary saga took them all over Europe and Asia, then to America, long before the white settlers, when this semi-desert American continent was still called Tarana.
But all this is forgotten, denied, hidden. Here I want to do justice to the black people of Africa and their territorial conquests, when the white race did not yet exist and later, when the little white ones were still just savages coming out of their caves and the cold shelter of the hollow earth. I have recounted this unknown episode in a section entitled 100,000 Years Underground.
Today’s white people believe they are the chosen race, and they still do. But their past tells us a very different story. Whites are nothing but colonialists. And for all colonialists, colonized people are undermen.
The imperialist Chinese call their country the earth under the sky. They claim to be the oldest civilization. And in their language, a stranger calls himself the devil. Thus the French are devils of France, the Bretons devils of Brittany, and all the others with it.
The wild peoples have one thing in common. In their language, they call themselves human beings. And all the others are just mutated animals. Who actually behaved like one when they pretended to civilize them. In fact, the so-called civilized have reduced the so-called savages to slavery.
These misplaced hubris are baseless. They bear witness only to pride and ignorance. Two major flaws that cannot hide this double truth: the first humans are women. Lucy and Toumaï lived on the land of Africa, they were black. The black Africans of skin represent the first civilization appeared on this planet at the dawn of the fifth humanity, ours. The forgotten history of the black people is one of my favourite subjects. I devoted a section to it called: Black Saga. See the links at the end of the article.
This is all going against the grain, I know. And it’s upsetting the conventional wisdom. 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. Don’t be surprised if it surprises you. All truths start with shock.
All great truths begin as blasphemies.
Forgetfulness does its sorting work. It erases what shocks, blurs what displeases, spares what flatters, at the cost of lies.
This is history. Egypt passes the Atlantean torch to Greece, which extends it to Rome, which also steals it from the Celts and which will end up in apotheosis with the Templars. The shadow spreads. As we approach the present, the darkness gains ground.
Ironically, the Age of Enlightenment is the darkest age. That of the omnipresent racism, that of the European, Arab and black slave traders who resurrect ancient slavery by replaying the film backwards. Thousands of Africans are being forcibly shipped to the plantations of the new world. Most of them do not know that this is only a return to their lands from before the flood…
America is our new world. Whereas for the Atlanteans, the new world was Europe. The wheel is turning. History is returning after millennia. Did the African people crammed into the dungeons of the slave traders remember that 6,500 years earlier, black heroes had made the reverse route to civilize Africa? Whoever laughs on Friday will cry on Sunday. Here they are, they return to the land of their ancestors blazed with glory, exotic exploits, blooming well the distant lands, the rum of the Antilles and the pepper of Mexico.
“The Yorouba people (Yorùbá in local spelling) are an ethnic group from West Africa. There are nearly 40 million Yoruba in all, mainly located in Nigeria where they represent almost 20% of the population – about 35 million in 2012 – making them one of the main ethnic groups in sub-Saharan Africa. Most of them speak the Yoruba language. While most of the Yoruba live in western Nigeria, there are also significant indigenous Yoruba communities in the Republic of Benin and Togo. There are also relatively large Yoruba communities in the US and the UK.” (source)wikipedia
These communities have been there longer than the whites. They are the true natives of the lands of America, because they lived there alone, before the cowboys, before the Amerindians. The Yoruba are the only authentic Native Americans. I hear many American teeth grinding from here. They squeak so loud that this annoying noise crosses the Atlantic Ocean to reach my ears …
All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident.
Leaving America, where they had prospered, the Yoruba return to Africa. Who are they? Former gods. Black giants of 4m in stature. Greek legends call them the Peoples of the Sea or Pelasges, navigators of the great wide. In the time of Tarana, the Yoruba had settled in all the lands that still practice voodoo: it is their religion that they imported there. It did not come with the slaves of the black trade, it was there for thousands of years.
I even have the impression that voodoo, macumba, umbanda, candomblé and countless Latin American derivatives predate the cult of Ife in Africa. As if the import had been made in the other direction, from America to Africa. To find its roots there? Or to climb the branches of the future?
We are in 5000 BCE, the Yoruba return home to Africa, after a long stay in America where they were honored as gods. And gods they are, these black-skinned Atlantean warriors. They belong to the planetary elite of 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. In fact, they were rather sixteen clans than sixteen people.
Sixteen directions that we also find in the Sun of Vergina this star or stylized sun motif with sixteen rays that I showed above. It is also called the Star of Vergina, the Star of Macedonia, or the Star of Argead. Discovered in 1977 during excavations at Vergina, in the Greek zone of northern Macedonia, by the archaeologist Manolis Andronikos. He discovered it on a larnax of gold in the tombs of the monarchs of the ancient kingdom of Macedonia.
“The larnax is, in ancient Greece, a small coffin, box or container frequently used to collect human remains.” (source)wikipedia
We find the sixteen directions of the sky dear to the yoroubas gods, who were sailors of the great sea for whom orientation was vital. Sailors from across the Atlantic 9,000 years ago. (source)
After the disappearance of their island-continent, they had developed a beautiful civilization, that of the Chavins of Peru and the Olmecs of Mexico. Back in Africa, they will develop on this gold coast one of the most flourishing colonies atlantes on this side of the Atlantic, the country Yorouba. Its civilizing influence will radiate throughout the continent, establishing sacred links with the Berbers of Morocco, the Touaregs of the Sahara, the Dogons of Mali, the Peuls of Senegal, the Masai of Sudan, the Nubians of Upper Egypt, the peoples of the Omo in Ethiopia, and even the distant Zulus of Tanzania’is their origin, they came down in South Africa in modern times or the Bushmen of the Kalahari.
“Between 19,000 and 11,000 years BP, the “Iberomauruzians”, a population of hunter-gatherers arrive brutally on the Moroccan and Algerian coasts. It is generally believed that these modern men, technically and socially more advanced, originated from Libya or Italy. But we find at that time, the same harpoonaccording to U.S. prehistorian Strauss in southern Spain and Morocco. There is also evidence that these crops were present on both sides of the Strait of Gibraltar and that they both fished offshore.” (source)Pathé Diagne, Tarana or the pre-Columbian America, an African continent, published by L’Harmattan, Paris 2010
All these peoples still remember this glorious past, as attested by a number of customs and legends evoking the ancient gods from Alcor, Orion, Sirius or the Pleiades.
A hundred years ago, a German researcher followed the trail of Atlantean Africa. Specialist of the Yorouba culture, Leo Frobenius, German explorer and ethnologist, is the author of an essential and rare book, “L’Atlantide, mythology et culture”, from which are taken the quotations that follow.
At the turn of every life comes that moment when one finds his sacred thread. For Frobenius, it was the meeting of a “Black man from the west coast of Africa” who said to him: “In my country, every man is, of antiquity, a big stone.” Suddenly converted, Frobenius grasped his sacred thread that guided him through the ancient Yoruba culture. He collected facts, parties and fairies. “It took me no less than nine to ten years to fully understand this phrase,” he had to confess. (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.
Frobenius’ patient research has led this visionary researcher to one of the greatest discoveries of modern times. The Atlanteans were Black. There were also whites, the two ethnic groups lived in good intelligence but inter-ethnic crossings were proscribed under penalty of death.
For millennia, this taboo of ethnic diversity has remained inviolable. Even today, without even realizing it, the White cannot help feeling superior to the Black. It is his way of making the black people pay for the glory of being ahead of all others. That is why I had to restore the truth about this part of our history.
Our DNA would communicate with the cosmos and obtain valuable information.
Hyperborea was a space island in the North pole sky. Bigger than the Moon.
Negritude is the first ethnicity. In the very beginning, all humans were black.
The secret awakens me, it makes life run away. By burying secrets we bury ourselves.
Spatial prison, special prison. Are we inside? What’s out there? Do we know it alive?…