The Flying Island

Still so many books to read, so many fascinating readings and not knowing where to start! I have a rule in this matter: if I hear of a certain book twice in the same week, I get it and read. It gave me some disappointments, but overall I welcome it.

That’s how I heard about Alfred Weysen. I had read it, it seems to me, in the 80s when he published. But I read so many books while I was not yet ready to break the bone to suck la substantificque moëlle!the nourishing marrow (Formula due to François Rabelais)

A refresh of my memory seemed necessary to me. So I bought the book that the pseudo-chance had advised me, Le temple du secret.Alfred Weysen, Le temple du secret et l’apocalypse, Robert Laffont, 1990 It is not reissued, so I had to choose it from opportunity. I received it soon after, in good condition, but covered with annotations. I curse the first owner, until I realize that his comments are, and far, far better than the book that without them would have fallen from my hands.

Weysen is a remarkable scholar, but with a completely messy mind. He seems to know very well where he is going, but he is the only one. The poor reader must decipher his lightnings, grope several pages later when the glow fades, and set off again to attack a mountain of knowledge absolutely indigestible in the hope of finding a new pearl. While the commentator, he is always exciting. It is about a Breton and megaliths specialist Jean Ciril – such as I could decipher his name on the dedication of Weysen. Thanks to him I was able to write the articles on the Kabir, and it is not finished. The rest is in preparation.

But Alfred Weysen wrote another book, much more interesting for me: The Island of the Watchers. It is earlier, dated 1986. It was the one I had read at the time: perhaps it was printed in me so that the notions it contains ripen slowly, in order to hatch there. when I was ten years old when I started writing the texts of this site?

The title already appealed to me. The Watchers, it will be remembered, is one of the names that ancient Greeks has given to the former gods, the famous terraformers of Hyperborea. And this island, according to the author, would be a flying island, hence its Greek name Aeria, the aerial, the one floating in the sky. And it’s not just anyone, but Plato himself, again and again. If the great man did not understand everything, he transmitted everything with scrupulous honesty, let him be praised for it.

Never have quotations from ancient authors approached so much of my thesis, which has become, since the time, a very serious hypothesis. May my faithful readers forgive me, I must summarize it for those who discover this. Billions of years ago, star visitors began terraforming this planet, which was then a wild planet. They called it Ter Ra, or Ter Re, which means third planet in the RA or RE system, ie our sun.

Through the eons, these terraformers have returned. Science has noted the trace of their interventions, without figuring out the true cause. I am preparing a series of articles on this subject, entitled The Seven Days of Creation, which are the seven great moments of intervention of the gifted aliens whose work is the development of wild planets, to make life blossom. and thus increase knowledge.

The island of watchers

This is what I find in Weysen’s books: “The Island of the Watchers is the Temple of Hyperborea of ​​Plato.” And further: “The flying temple of Hyperborea (pterinos naos) dear to Plato, and where we speak the language of the birds is obviously identified with the island of the Watchers, Aeria.The mythology evokes indeed a certain Babylonian Klinis, aka Kleinis or Chlounes, a great friend of Apollo whom he accompanied in Hyperborea during his annual trip.” This Chlounes wanted to establish in Greece the solar culte de l’ânecult of the donkey, which he had discovered in Hyperborea – which Apollo forbade him. Chlounes disobeyed and was transformed into a bird by Apollo.

Into a bird! See this! To be able to join the flying island, I suppose? But that’s not all.

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The solar culte de l’ânecult of the donkey! How exciting! Anedonkey is obviously Ahn, ie the great ancestors. The humble animal and our initiators are united thanks to this homophony.Only in French! As a confirmation, a solar cult is mentionned. Now it turns out that Hyperborea, the wandering planet of terraformers, was called the Sun, for its brightness was ten to one hundred times stronger than that of the true sun, which it overshadowed. The cult of the Sun or the universal title of Son of the Sun refers to this wandering planet.

As for Chlounes turned into a bird, I have no doubt that he did not become a bird himself, but that he embarked aboard a great iron bird to return to Hyperborea. Here is a brilliant confirmation of my insight. Weysen and I did attend the same shelves of the Akashic library. Hyperborea is a flying island, the Island of the Watchers, the big island that floats in the sky above the North Pole.

I flatter myself that I have attended assiduously the work of the great Plato, whom I also scratch out here and there. Who loves well chatises as well. I have no memory, however, of mentioning this pteros naos, this so auspicious flying temple. It is true that this detail could escape me. Too bad that Weysen does not quote his sources. It seems that this detail – which is not one! – has also escaped Google. Which is more worrying … If I type “pterinos naos / Plato” Google directs me right away on the book of Arthur Weysen!

No doubt I am the only person in the world to be interested in this (false) detail. I make a heartbreaking appeal to the Platonists who read this – on more than 4 million readers there must be a few – please write me if you have a track, give me the references of this quote of Plato, you will be a thousand times blessed and Plato himself will welcome you to paradise. He promised.

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For Weysen, the fact that Chlounès and his family are turned into birds becomes something else. According to him, the language of the birds is a Celtic invention, and it is in their country that it places Hyperborea. This error is common. And so he declares, without fuss: “So these Babylonian priests of the solar cult of the donkey spoke the language of the birds after a journey with the Celts” (source)L’île des veilleurs, par Alfred Weysen

This mysterious island is also referred to as Thule. (source) Certainly I could tell you about it, but what’s the point? I have already done it under the name of Hyperborea. There are a thousand labels for this bottle – this beautiful space jar that was visible from all over the northern hemisphere.

 

You must not loose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean. If a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean doesn’t become dirty.
Mohandas Gandhi