{"id":9390,"date":"2013-12-15T14:22:26","date_gmt":"2013-12-15T13:22:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/human-memory-forgetting-the-ancient-past-an-other-history.html"},"modified":"2025-09-02T18:27:31","modified_gmt":"2025-09-02T17:27:31","slug":"human-memory-forgetting-the-ancient-past-an-other-history","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/human-memory-forgetting-the-ancient-past-an-other-history.html","title":{"rendered":"Unfolding The Saga"},"content":{"rendered":"

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As a being, I do not exist. And yet, nothing is more real than me. I am the sacred heritage of our species, yet I belong to no one. I am the wisdom, the adventure and the future of the world, nothing great has been done, nor will anything happen without me. I am the recovered epic of our humanity, that of Eden, that of Adam, but before, I am the daughter of the Giants. I am us, I am you. I’m Eden Saga.<\/span><\/p>\n

While our official history stops at the nearest flood, the enormous Saga of Eden unfolds its scroll over millions of years. There are many mysteries in our Saga! There are many stories that all look alike and are repeated ad infinitum! But first, what is time? An immutable reality or just an illusion, a category of the understanding, as the old Kant said. Ancient Greeks believed in cyclic time, when events form identically repeated sequences, in an order as invariable as the season cycle.<\/p>\n

To illustrate this, they inherited of an ancient wisdom, myths.<\/a> This is symbolized by a frieze, perhaps the most famous frieze in the ancient world :<\/p>\n

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It is called the greek frieze. The name is greek, but the presence is worldwide. In this frieze, the same figures are repeated, invariable, up and down, as a movement, a progressing or declining<\/a> motion, in a chain that nothing can stop. According to our ancestors, there are four great cycles of time: Golden Age,<\/a> when gods lived among men<\/a>\u00a0; Silver Age, when men were giants<\/a> ; Bronze Age,<\/a> when they were half-gods or devas with great powers struggling endlessly together\u00a0; finally, Iron Age<\/a>, in which we’re impatiently waiting for a new Golden Age.<\/a><\/p>\n

Truth is that we know little about our recent past. Lying history hides the former life to us. For instance, who cares about primary people,<\/a> witnesses of the natural state of living? Just a bunch of anthropologists like Claude Levi-Strauss,<\/a> and recently several ethnic associations, like Rainbow Warriors.\u00a0Chamanism and\u00a0nagualism<\/a> offer a royal way to enter the world of Dream,<\/a> which is the normal world of man. We forgot it.<\/p>\n

In the very beginning of history, Olmecs<\/a> or Sumerians<\/a> were living in a comfort comparable to ours.\u00a0And in the middle of prehistory, were civilized people with planes,<\/a> UFOs<\/a> and rockets<\/a>. We forgot it too.\u00a0 Do we know that former gods<\/a>\u00a0-aka astronauts gods- controlled lightning?\u00a0 Do we know that they used\u00a0electricity,<\/a> magnetism,<\/a> nukes<\/a> and lazers<\/a>? That they had built giant machines<\/a> to harness geo-energy, also called Vril energy<\/a>, and that their power plants were also temples?\u00a0Do we know that their\u00a0electric power plants<\/a> where also temples<\/a> ? Do we know that in these temples, initiates were transformed into gods<\/p>\n

All these people, and a lot before them, reached the tops that we think we are the only to reach, and surpassed them. We forgot them, as we will be forgotten.<\/p>\n

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Ninety percent of Greeks’ and Romans’ philosophy, literature, art and science did not survive to the Roman Empire’s collapse.\u00a0“Works of several poets and philosophers from Antiquity have totally disappeared, or still stay in disordered quotes of other authors. It had been worse for other aspects of culture; thus, we totally ignore music that the Jericho trumpets played<\/em>, except that it was in F sharp; concerning the rich musical legacy from antique Rome, it is even worse:\u00a0<\/em>all that remains is one passage of a unique melody<\/em>,\u00a0which is less than 25 seconds long.”\u00a0<\/em>(source)<\/a>J.M. Greer, Atlantis: Ancient Legacy, Hidden Prophecy, Quebec, 2009<\/span>\u00a0This melody was performed by Gregorio Paniagua, Music of Ancient Greeks, Harmonia Mundi 1979<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Do not think that the books remain. It turns out that, for reasons of profitability, papermakers produce a highly acidic paper that will be decomposed within a century. Until the 19th century, we\u00a0used a more durable paper made from rags, not with pine cellulose. Even before, we used the full grain leather of certain animals, such as veal, hence its name vellum. In short, we can already say goodbye to our books on modern paper.\u00a0<\/p>\n

The remedy would be in the books online? Yes, unless internet stops. Ditto for digital books.\u00a0Thus all current data will be inaccessible to our descendants. As are we to the Atlantis or other data lost worlds.<\/p>\n

“The legacy of our civilization is at risk to be erased as well if our industrial society collapses. The loss will be even more complete, as we accumulate our knowledge in forms that could just have been created for being unreachable to future generations. <\/em><\/p>\n

Our books use a very acid paper, that decomposes in about a hundred years, compared to medieval parchment, or to the less acid paper used until 19th century. And the recent habit to store datas on digital support is far more dangerous for datas.<\/em><\/p>\n

Without the high technology to keep Internet or read CD-ROMs, digital informations will be unreachable in the future, as today Atlantis is for us.”<\/em> (source)<\/a>J.M. Greer, Atlantis: Ancient Legacy, Hidden Prophecy, Quebec, 2009<\/span><\/p>\n

Faced with this sad fact, my choice is made. I give women and men in these troubled times, the flower and the harvest of my research. I give it to you without restriction, without hesitation either. I spent on it all this life, and a dozen others before – or elsewhere. Countless trips allowed me to roam this planet and its dizzying past. This ability is handy when you have the project to tell the past. I have no illusion.\u00a0My vain effort will be like the rest – gone forever.<\/p>\n

Except the sacred bribe you keep in your heart. As long as your heart beats, my effort is my right.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMeaningless! Meaningless!\u201d says the Teacher. \u201cUtterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless.” What do people gain from all their labors at which they toil under the sun? Generations come and generations go, but the earth remains forever. (…) What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun. Is there anything of which one can say, \u201cLook! This is something new\u201d? It was here already, long ago; it was here before our time. No one remembers the former generations, and even those yet to come will not be remembered by those who follow them.”
\n<\/em>So said\u00a0the Teacher, son of David, king of Jerusalem.<\/a><\/p>\n

For nothing is hidden that will not become evident, nor anything secret that will not be known and come to light.<\/p>