The Origin, History and the Devolution of the Cross
(… and why the Pink Flying Armadillo should remain pink)

     The origin of the cross was pagan; it symbolized the sun - the life giver, the God of Heavens Anu, also nature worship and sex rights. The original cross, with equal arms, (+) later became a cross with an elongated vertical arm ( ) to represent the staff of Apollo (Gr. Sun God). Much later, 4th century CE, the pagan-turned-christian emperor, Constantine (who murdered his father in law, his own son, wife and everyone who dared to stand in his way) decided to replace the symbol of Rome, the eagle, with a cross, (October 28, 312 CE) after supposedly "seeing" a cross in the sky (310 CE) with the message "in this you will conquer"…and so he did, accompanied by his delusion. Constantine was a cruel, paranoid man, with an extreme greed for power. Because of his lies and insecurities, Rome has changed forever, as he made the obscure death cult christianity an official religion, by combining it with paganism and adding much more severity to control the masses. To please and appease a growing number of christians, that were causing friction and instability, Constantine quickly converted to christianity, (can't beat them - join them) in other words, the Big Bad Bully, the conqueror was afraid of becoming the next victim in the inevitable bloody unrest. At the end of the day, due to Con's juggling and manipulation, everyone was "happy", the pagans kept all of their traditions, customs and lore, that survived to present day, which christians "joyfully" adopted (including X-mas and Easter), as they didn't have any of their own, as long as their new idol’s name was inserted in to an old pagan story. Ohh, what a mess! The son of god had a new name, the cross had a new meaning that transformed itself "magically", from a symbol of life and light into a symbol of death and darkness. It represents pain, sadness, sorrow and suffering, not to forget guilt, sin and burial symbol. “Thanks” to Constantine, later, the image of a tortured, dying man in “diaper”, (all crucified ones were stripped naked to add extra humiliation), was added to a cross, nice touch Con!!!

     The Cross carries a bad energy because of what it's become, a stolen symbol with perverted meaning: "the curse of a cross”... correlates with another "adopted" emblem, the swastika, a cross with bent arms that existed as early as 3000 BCE in ancient Sumeria, also the swastika has been used in India, China and Greece, by the ancient Celts and Native Americans. That exotic ideogram would have served as the symbol of life force, the sun and peace, generally good luck all around. The nazi’s though would probably disagree with the "good luck" part. After they adopted and corrupted the swastika, it represented the hate, war, fear, death and destruction, totally the opposite of what it originally stood for, by doing that, they brought on themselves the downfall and shame. History is the best teacher, which offers a free lesson for those who are willing to learn. This reminds me of an old quote by Sinclair Lewis, "when fascism comes to America, it will be wrapped in a flag and caring the cross". Just food for thought.

     Now days, the misrepresentative symbol - the cross, misused and abused in churches, hospitals, jails, homes, etc., its slammed on t-shirts, jeans, shoes and socks, not to mention jewelry; the multibillion dollar industry, cashing in on human ignorance… and this is just the tip of the iceberg, crosses get tattooed, set on fire and used it all kinds of rituals from voodoo to catholic and everything in between. It's being used as a device to ward off ghosts, poltergeists, and zombies and of course vampires not to forget so-called possessions, well how else can one expect to get rid of “demons” from the sick, confused, mentally unstable child?! Two pieces of wood or metal, tap water and the old pedophile, that should do it! Give me a break! Those hypochristians don't even realize, that each time they're buying or selling, hanging or wearing, using or abusing the crucifix, they are symbolically crucifying the poor guy again and again. Jesus would've been so proud?! Hmmm, what's happened to the command, that forbids any forms of idolatry? (exodus 20:4) Anyhow, the cross has nothing even to do with Jesus or crucifixion! Back in those dark days, the crucifixion was a common, capital punishment. As cruel and gruesome as it was, it became a form of live entertainment for the sadistic rulers, well obviously they didn't have the violent and gory video games of today. There were tens of thousands of innocent people, who got crucified through that period, but not on crosses. The areas where crucifixions took place, we're not exactly a botanical oasis, the timber was scarce and considered to be a luxury, yet a few and far between trees could've been easily reused countless times in this horrible practice, an early recycling of sorts. If Jesus was crucified, it was on a tree… "Whom ye slew and hanged on a tree" (Acts 5: 20-30). The word for the instrument of Jesus' death - Xylon or Stauros, (Gr.) meaning the tree, or single piece of wood, stick, pole, club (cross has two pieces). It is probable, that many guys with the name "Jesus" / "Isa", met the same end, as it was a very common name in that region. There were also quite a few, (on the record), christs / messiahs / messengers, so called miracle workers characters walking this earth, the same time as our Jesus.  It is possible that J.C. was one of them and through time, again magically, became a compilation of all of them; the rebel, progressive thinker, (for those days) who sadly got crucified for his liberal ways, because it was threatening to the tyrannical and greedy elite, (what's new?) who tried to crash a tiny underground movement that grew after his death. It's likely that a couple of stories are based LOOSELY on actual events, such as: "Jesus entered the temple and began to drive out the people buying and selling animals for sacrifice. He knocked over the tables of money changers and the chairs of those selling doves". Well-done JC! P.E.T.A. would appreciate this action, if it happened today, as it's written (Isaiah 1:11) "God doesn't want your sacrifices". The wall street, the predatory lenders, on the other hand, would hate him, they might even call JC a socialist, but didn't is say in the bible "it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of heaven". Ah… does that mean all the millionaires and billionaires will go to hell?! Poor rich guys! Talking about "now days"... "If Christ were here now, there is one thing he would not be-a christian", the great American writer, Mark Twain, said that, which was an inspiration to the lyrics of my 1998 song: " If Christ would live today, you know what he'd say-I'm not a christian my friend in any way". To keep all this in mind; Jesus arrived through those gates on a donkey not an elephant; another bite for thought! Oh there's nothing wrong with elephants, I love them, and they’re intelligent, magnificent creatures, of course I'm talking of those, that belong to elephantidae family in the animal kingdom.

     Constantine authorized a heavily edited New Testament in 350 CE, that is an extremely long time since the events supposedly took place. The story by spoken word usually doesn't hold integrity, even for 3 1/2 minutes, never mind for 3 1/2 centuries. The big question is, why do we know in minute details, the life stories of so many, (sometimes even not that significant, historical figures) who lived millennia before Jesus, and yet there's nothing known about the king himself? Those few familiar fragments of "JCs life"; from birth to death, from crucifixion to resurrection, a few wise lines and miracle or two in between was NOT HIS STORY, but Mithra’s, who lived 600 BCE, even before that, (3100 BCE) there were Isis and Osiris whom too share the joy of immaculately conceived Horus. In the end, it all goes back to the time when "people could fly", to the time of ancient Extraterrestrial visitors. Mithra the son of Anahita and Ahura Mazda, was born to virgin, on December 25th (… Incidentally the date correlates with the Sun God's arrival from the sky/heavens/cosmos…) " magi adore him and offered gifts to him. His name was love and truth" Mithra was considered to be redeemer, savior, and messiah, known as a good shepherd, the greatest master and teacher. He had 12 companions, he cared for the poor, healed the sick and arose the dead, among other miracles. In the midst of his last supper, Mithra symbolized the bread and wine, as his body and blood; also he always promoted the water as a cleansing element. After unfortunate crucifixion on a tree, he was placed in a tomb and three days later, he resurrected and lifted up to the sky, with a promise to return. Mithra said: " I am the star which goes with three and shines out of the depths". Sounds familiar?! So give the credit, where credit is due!

     On a lighter note, to make the point further, here's a little story about someone's amazing adventure; let's call our guy simply the #1. The story goes… Long, long ago the #1 decided to travel by sea on a big ship, but that journey didn't last, as the Giant Jellyfish accidentally subsided the vessel and it quickly submerged under waters. The guilt ridden, for causing a wreck, the Giant Jellyfish resuscitated the limp #1 and brought him ashore of the uninhabitable island, where he resides for 600 years. The Giant Jellyfish and the #1 become great friends, they did everything together: played hide and seek, climbed the trees, even sang the songs in perfect harmony. One sunny day the #1 noticed that the Giant Jellyfish’s behavior was strange and he asked reluctantly what was wrong. The reaction to what seemed to be a simple question was unexpected. The Giant Jellyfish immediately burst into tears, jumped up and down screaming: " I can't hide this anymore"! The #1, dried jelly tears from the Giant Jellyfish’s lovely eyes with the banana leaf and said: " I'm all ears". Well, the secret was, that a submarine, made of pure gold, encrusted with garnets, was spotted by the Giant Jellyfish, in close proximity to the island. The Giant Jellyfish didn't want to lose it’s dear friend, the #1, but honesty is the best policy as they say, so jellybeans were spilled and the #1 was ready to go. One problem though, the Giant Jellyfish couldn't take the #1 aboard the submarine made of pure gold, encrusted with garnets, as he had developed aqua-phobia, after the shipwreck. There's always plan B! Not far away, on the neighboring island there was living a cute, Pink Flying Armadillo, an old acquaintance of the Giant Jellyfish, who's always willing to help! Everything jelled in a jiffy. The Giant Jellyfish, alerted the captain of the submarine made of pure gold, encrusted with garnets, about the #1's whereabouts, and it rose to the surface. After much sobbing and long goodbyes, the Pink Flying Armadillo flew the #1 aboard the submarine made of pure gold, encrusted with garnets. Eventually everyone was happy; the #1 was saved and found, the Pink Flying Armadillo and the Giant Jellyfish fell madly in love with each other, after moving in together, they had three little Armojellos, that looked a bit like the #1, and lived happily ever after.

     What a nice end to a fantastic tale, told by the #1 himself. Imagine if centuries later, say the #912, would come up with the same exact story, word for word, including the Purple Flying Armadillo and all, claiming that story for his own?! Wait a minute!!! Wasn't the flying armadillo pink? Yes, I know that, you know that, but in time none will know that, especially if the #912 and the "believers" will repeat "his" story over and over. Ultimately the #1’s story will be sunk into oblivion and the #912 will take all the credit. So many years will pass by and the "story of the #912" will continue: books will be written, songs will be sung about the Flying Polka-Dot Jelly Fish, the Green Giant Armadillo and the submarine made of pure platinum, encrusted with diamonds and sapphires that came to the rescue of "amazing" #912. After all's been said and done, the #1 should be the One, period! Granted...the #1's story sounded far fetched, as armadillos can't really fly, etc…well, unless our Pink Flying Armadillo was of Extraterrestrial descent, that is. Still, the original, is nearly always somehow better, and definitely more credible. Wouldn't you prefer the priceless, original Monet masterpiece, to a magazine cut out photocopy?! Only to the ignorant it would not make a difference.

     As I'm ending my story on this not so sunny, but lovely Sunday afternoon, the day that was named after the Sun God, I feel like saying "Amen", the name of the ancient "God of the Gods" Amen/Amen Ra, the hidden one. The One who came down to Earth on December 25th, all those thousands of years ago: sounds very Extraterrestrial to me! The exclamation of thanksgiving "Amen" has nothing to do with christianity, yet, the word is so overused by the christians, without the slightest interest in the origins of it. Still, how nice of them to praise the E.T. the Sun God anyway, to the contrary of their "own gods advice" (Exodus 23:13) Oops! Well, learning the facts was never the strongest asset in christianity, (questioning in general, especially the bible, became taboo for the obvious reason) because if it was, they would know, that so called "their religion" is nothing more, than a distorted, second hand version, based totally on ancient Egyptian paganism.

     There is nothing wrong with the three little words "I don't know", no-one can know everything, but at least those words are the first steps towards the door of the Enlightenment, that needs to be opened to let the sunlight in. The Knowledge is a virtue!

Amen! February 19th, 2006

     There are species out there, somewhere, that look like or are similar to humankind or probably it’s more accurate to say that humankind look like or are similar to those species . There are also others, that don't look anything like humans, yet their intellectual capacity far exceeds that of humankind. I'm sure, there are civilizations so advanced, so alien, that they defy human comprehension. Those E.T.s are fully evolved; they are well beyond the concept of jealousy, dishonesty, selfishness, greed and violence. They live in a world of harmony, peace, and in the pursuit of happiness, where wisdom leads the way and where all that is, is set up for the benefit of their planet and its occupants.
 
     Long, long ago some of those enlightened ones visited this Earth and tried to extend their knowledge and wisdom to the still very primitive earthlings, alas the project was uncompleted, as savage humans rebelled and the visitors had to leave this planet and the incomplete humans on it, ("Ogo" -Dogon word for the unfinished ones) with a promise to return. The star people's efforts didn't pass in vain though. They left behind their teachings and of course DNA, which has passed on through generations.
 
     According to the ancient tribe Dogon, mysterious Star people called Nummo, came from the trinity star system Sirius. They gave to humanity the great gift of reason; they shared their knowledge on arts, astronomy, chemistry, anatomy, and so on. That is how the simple Dogon people knew so much; they knew about Sirius C, as early as 5000 years ago, AKA the " Sun of women", star of Anukis -water goddess; the Dogon knew that " Little Sun" (another name for Sirius C) was accompanied by the satellite they called " Star of women". The names of the many gods and goddesses like Isis and Osiris, Amen Ra, Anukis, Anu and Anunaki, all are connected to the Sirius star system. What about the name of the country Syria?! Dogon " somehow" knew about the extreme density of Sirius B and accordingly called it " Heavy Star" AKA " Eye Star". How on earth, did the Dogon have knowledge of Sirius B’s mass, unless they weighed it, also they knew that it was small, “infinity tiny” as described by Dogon, in fact it is the smallest star in the visible universe, but only a tiny thimble of its matter could weigh approximately one ton. Sirius A, the Dogon was called “The Main Star”, for the obvious reason. Further on, Dogon knew about blood circulation within the human body, long before it was “discovered” by William Harvey in the 1600s; the truth is though, Giordano Bruno, the one, who was founder of this revolutionary thought in the 1500s.
 
     The visitors from the mysterious distant stars, influenced many ancient cultures: Egyptian, Chinese, Sumerian, Indian, etc; those “Gods” were called by different names, depicted in different ways in different corners of the globe, but for most of them, one of their goals was, to preserve and to continue their own species, therefore to advance the humanity through genetic manipulation. The “Gods” arrival, forever changed the human history, even though, the seas of time washed away the most of that specific “detail” of the Epoch when the “Gods” lived among humans, luckily, the fragments of it, the evidence spreads throughout the world. The Dogon tribe worshipped “Dog Star” (another name for Sirius Star system) and the visitors who arrived from there, as gods. The Dogon called them “Teachers”, “Creators”, “Masters”, “Instructors”. The Philistines God’s name was “Dagon”, coincident-Not; what about the ancient Japanese figurines called “Dogu”; the mysterious, alien like creatures in space suits, that go back as early as 14,000 years. Curiously, as we all know the English word “God” reads backward “Dog”, just saying…Anubis, (also connected to Sirius) depicted as god with human body and canine head, interesting. To Dogon people, the gods appeared to be a “fish like”. Maybe because of the unfamiliar, shiny and slick fabric of their clothing and their technology, the amphibious machines that were capable of “in and out” water maneuvers, as today’s USO. Another name for the Dogon gods was “Masters of Water”, in fact the word itself “Dogon” means, “to drink”. The powerful symbol of fish derived from those kinds of events, just as in cross, the fish symbol, well predates the so-called “christian era”!
 
     Well, the word Dogon, bears “Ogo” in it, so that three letter word pulling the subject back to Ogo, the uncompleted ones. I encountered this Ogoish question: “ Are there bad aliens out there?” Duuh…but of course there are! Some inhabitments in this vast universe are totally opposite to the star people worlds; the strange places, where the backward, primitive, greedy, cruel, blood thirsty kind, the war mongering creatures, who even capable of killing their own species. Yes the “civilizations” as such are out there, the vicious and un-evolved. The Ogo could be anywhere: coworkers, family members, neighbors or friends, whether they sit on throne or plain bench, the Ogo are causing harm to all that is around them, including the environment, they don’t think twice of polluting air/water and draining this tired planet of it’s few scarce resources, all in the name of greed and power. The Ogo are not only raping and polluting the Earth but the brains of the young and vulnerable ones, by controlling their minds with lies and fear, that eventually causes irrevocable damage and turns them into the next generation of Ogo’s.  The Ogo hate anything that’s different, anything that doesn’t fit in their stuffy, small, square box. They hate anything that they don’t understand…and that is the point, they don’t understand much! Even the “educated” (and I use this word loosely) Ogo, look down on science and try hard to suppress basic human rights to health care and education, etc., the rich Ogo are extremely selfish and greedy, they don’t give a shit about the less fortunate ones, their only goal in life is to get even richer. The poor Ogo, often with little to no education will complain, bleat and squeal, but at the end of the day, will be easily brainwashed in to voting against their own self-interest. Ogo are in the habit of denying the obvious, ignoring the facts, they are stuck in a swamp of hypocrisy and paranoia and some of them endure a dull and limited existence, suffocated by control of their preferred cult leaders, who don’t believe in global warming and evolution. Many of Ogo people breed uncontrollably, therefore sadly overpopulating this world with more Ogo, as a big portion of them believe in the invisible “guy in the sky”, who supposedly said: “multiply” all those thousands of years ago. Well, weren’t there only two people on Earth, not close to 7,000,000,000 when the “M” word was first spoken ?! Ogo refuse to recognize the importance of contraceptives, and some of them don’t even know how to spell the word or use the product, that’s why occasionally you will spot Ogo-male wearing it over his upper head, instead of…, and female Ogo tagging along behind him, no matter what, with six little probable Ogos beside her, triplets in a pram, one in the belly and a few more in the pipeline. Ogo enjoy killing defenseless animals, just for fun, this barbaric and primordial activity they call sport. Those Ogo are totally devoted to their instruments of murder and some of them would rather part with their own children than with their guns, in fact, just on the slightest sight of weapons they experience an orgasmic spasm, the needed fix until the next encounter. So sad! Ogo are trying to bring back that dark epoch where ignorance ruled over reason, the list of Ogo’s stupidity could go on and on. Oh descendants of Anu or Bestla, Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli or Quetzalcoatl, Brahma or Shango, Buri or Torngarsuk, Viracocha or Acuma, Ahura Mazda, so on and so on, the E.T. gods, whatever names you’re going by, (…and there are literally thousands) please return and complete your work on the unfinished ones. For the rest of the Earthlings there is a silver lining, not all the humans are Ogo. In a very distant past, (possibly as early as 3,500,000) when the Gods came down for the first time, they managed to alter the DNA on a sufficient number of selected primates, the result was- Lucy walked upright. E.T.s came again and again, and nearly 200,000 years ago, at the time of first Homo sapiens, they really pushed it forward. The Earthlings were participating willingly or not, in various ways of modification. After the long and slow process and the thousands of generations, the new and improved human was born. About 40,000 to 60,000 years ago, at last it all started happening, practically “over-night”, “No-Ogo” humans were decorating their cave walls, caring for the sick, sharing their food and burying their dead. What a transformation!
 
     The modulated humans were still child like, but they were learning from the Star People, imitating their habits, trying to be like the “Gods” with each generation improving for the better. Among a few groups of humans, there were totally “unsupervised” ones, just like the Ogo, still very primitive and therefore violent. The growing numbers of them were going from being simply a nuisance in to a real danger to the Star People. To avoid the blood shed, the “gods” temporarily had to pack and leave the Earth and the occupants on it, “As-Is”. Several groups of humans (with different levels of modifications) were cautiously living side by side. The modified, (sort of “civilized”) No-Ogo, then intellectually challenged, still very primitive, as barbaric as ever Ogo, also, there were The “In-betweens”. All groups in some parts become one, cross pollination eventually occurred, most probably forcefully, due to the beastly nature of the Ogo. The infiltration obviously benefited the Ogo, helped their offspring to develop in to slightly more “evolved” creatures, it helped their gray matter to expand.
 
     There were yet other Hybrids sharing the Earth, the Half-Ogo, who were more intelligent than Ogo, but not as “advanced” as NO-Ogo, and as they say “Birds of a feather…” In the end of the day, that’s how it was, as the majority of humans prefer to stick with their own kind, that is with similar mind set, interests, likes/dislikes, etc., so the divisions were occurring again: NO-Ogo with more alien DNA, Half-Ogo with much less, and Ogo with practically none, occasionally mixing with untouched ones.
 
     So many different “Gods” visited this planet time after time. Some returned, some took a few humans back with them, some even stayed on Earth. It is very easy to guess what group of Earthlings the Star People would prefer to hang out with. Each visitation was productive for both sides. In the end, the human race as we know it, was populating this planet and eventually all of the groups intermingled and became One, but still with different levels of the E.T. DNA, and other attributes. The stories of the original “Gods”, the Extraterrestrial travelers were forgotten or distorted in to an unrecognizable form called religions, and here we are.
 
     If you are intelligent, creative, curious and kind, if you’re honest, selfless, compassionate and have a great sense of humor, if you’re giving, thoughtful, empathetic, caring for the environment and ALL the creatures in it, if you’re helpful and peaceful, etc.-Congratulations! You are totally NOT Ogo. Isn’t that good news or what?! Warning though: due to generous and helpful nature, NOT the Ogo kind are very trusting, therefore, they often could be taken for granted and advantage of by those still not completed, unfinished and still un-evolved Ogo.
 
     Note: While Not Ogo people are evolving even more the Ogo ones are devolving. Scary thought, but there is Hope for humanity, but at least for now the Ogoism is flourishing, unfortunately.

                                                           Gravity                                           10/18/13

Usually, I don’t write movie reviews, but in this case, I just couldn’t help it. I love a good science fiction; so Alien and I went to see “Gravity”, last Sunday morning. I’m sure this movie will receive all kinds of awards, due to favorable reviews and praise, which are highly exaggerated. Personally, I would give it 3 out of 10, below mediocre, to say the least. Scientifically inaccurate in parts, special and 3D effects, OK… but we’ve seen better in other films. The dialogue, between constantly heavy breathing Bullock and ever so pleased with himself Clooney, was juvenile, badly written and annoyingly cheesy. Clooney's death, (in the first part of the movie) according to the circumstances, didn’t have to happen at all, but if he had to be killed off, the whole scene should have been one of the most powerful and compelling, after all it’s supposed to portray a sacrifice of ones own life to save another, instead it was rushed, weak and unrealistic.

Then it comes…Bullock’s bollocks, (oops, my English again ) sorry, buttocks; nice body, where’s the brain? She is supposed to be an astronaut, doctor, scientist, trained to be diligent, strategic, and observant, yet she misses a fire only about three feet away from her nose and then, when the fire accelerated, she clumsily and unsuccessfully attempts to use a fire extinguisher. Not to forget that painful, prolonged “Bullock-Dog” howling scene that could make even Lassie cringe! Creepy!!! What about “Eeny, Meeny, Minee, Moe”…and other corny remarks throughout the movie, some of them were simply nauseating! The most tense and jumpy moments of the movie were due to music, unnecessarily amplified to the full, which could burst your eardrums. As Alien delicately put it:  “I was more tense over how loud the soundtrack was about to get, instead of the actual action on the screen”

After only 15 minutes, I realized that it’s not going to be good, I whispered in Alien’s traumatized ear, “The good news is- It’s only 1 and a half hours, not 2 or 3”. Funny synchronicity though, the “Good news” bit was repeated by Clooney, as soon as I said those words, only the subject didn’t match! I must say, the shot of the Earth was good, but we have seen it all before in much better movies. Overall, “Gravity” was a big disappointment. We got it! It was a “survival movie”… and we survived it, as torturous as it was, despite the gravity that was pulling us out of the cinema, especially the last predictable half hour or so, we did survive!

What about you?