“If you want your children to be intelligent
read them fairy tales.
If you want them to be very intelligent
read them more fairytales.”
Einstein’s quote has always intrigued me. Knowing he was privy to information reserved for members of a Secret Society, I often felt he was trying to tell us something.
The story of Jack and the Beanstalk is more than 5000 years old. The traditional version was titled, “Jack the Giant Killer,” and in french, “How the Dragon Was Tricked,” but it has gone through many revisions since that time. The earliest accounts of the story play out like this.
Once upon a time there was a beautiful lush land overflowing with natural riches. The people of the land were peaceful and lived happily in harmony with nature.
One day a giant ogre arrived on earth and pillaged the land, stripping the earth of her precious gems, gold and jewels. He destroyed harmony everywhere by cutting down the trees that granted wishes and sustained the balance in nature. When earth was all but destroyed, the giant went back into the sky to live in luxury, leaving the people of earth hungry and destitute on a demolished planet.
A young survivor of the tragedy named Jack, lived with his widowed mother in the now bleak and desolate country side. They had one cow left and no food, so Jack took the cow to the market to sell her.
Along the road Jack met an elder who had retained the seeds of old days before the giant ogre had arrived. The seeds that used to create trees that reached way into the heavens and crops that nourished the masses. Jack traded his cow for the beans and came home excited with his prize. His mother had forgotten how magical everything used to be and had no faith in the seeds, so she threw them out the window. Overnight the magic seeds grew into a tree so grand it reached into the heavens.
Jack climbed the tree and found the giant ogre’s kingdom filled with gold, jewels, and every luxury imaginable. “Fee fi foe fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman.” yelled the giant ogre from the courtyard.
Knowing the giant would eat him if he was caught, Jack quickly hid behind a golden statue and waited for the giant to fall asleep. Hearing his snore, Jack quietly reclaimed a sack of gold the giant had stolen from earth and brought it back down the tree to feed the people.
The giant had also stolen the peace on earth, represented by a golden harp, so Jack climbed back up the tree, found the harp and brought it back to earth. Soon the birds began to sing again, the land was revived and everything grew and thrived.
Jack wanted every man and woman to flourish and be prosperous again, so he climbed back up the tree to find the goose that laid golden eggs; the magic goose the giant had stolen from Jack’s father long ago. Seeing Jack, the goose ran into his beloved friend’s arms and escaped down the tree with him. The giant ogre spotted Jack and the goose descending the tree and chased them with vengeance. In his angry rush, the Giant fell to his death.
Jack and his mother and the people of the land all lived happily ever after as nature recuperated and life on earth flourished once again.
Let’s compare this with the ancient Sumerian texts written before the bible.
Earth is a lush and lavish world flourishing with vibrant life, peace and happiness. The people and animals of earth live in harmony with all life, viewing nature as their dearest friend and loving provider. Instead of cutting down trees to make homes, people live within pockets of bark, much like birds. The trees at that time were large enough to house many families. There was no predation, only love, creativity and celebration in this spiritually evolved land.
Out of the sky a group of giant dragons called the Annunaki appear. They torture, eat and enslave humanity, and rape and pillage the earth, stripping it of its gold, gems and jewels and slaughter its forests. Through torture and terror they force men to cut down their best friends.
The greatest trees that reach high into the heavens, the trees that grant all wishes and sustain balance in nature are turned into stumps. As they petrify over time and the earth dwindles and dies around them, they become great mountains; pillars of a forgotten past.
When the giant dragons had pillaged all they could from the people and the land, they went back up to their ships in the sky and lived a hedonistic life raping, consuming and destroying throughout the solar system. The hearts and souls of all species and the soul of each planet slowly slowly began to die.
Do we have any proof of this on earth? Take a look at the size of trees just 120 years ago. What has happened to our forests?
These men look like tiny fairies on a 2016 sized tree stump, but they are men in the 1890’s cutting down massive trees in the Sequoia. 120 years ago we had trees that reached up to 250 feet in the sky with a circumference of 30 feet. These were the lingering survivors of a devastation that took place long ago. If these trees lived 120 years ago, what were the trees like 5000 years ago?
Maybe we know. Take a look at one of the highest mountains in the world, Devil’s Rock. Does this look oddly like a petrified tree stump to you?
How about these so called mountains that look a bit too much like tree stumps?
Our history may be quite different from what we have been told.
18 giant skeletons found in Wisconsin in 1912
Giant found in Brazil 1900’s
Smithsonian admits to destruction of thousands of giant skeletons in early 1900’s.
Giant discovered in Bulgaria’s Varna 1900’s
Stay tuned for more information on how to complete the fairy tale, and
flourish in ways that defy our current imagination in next weeks post.
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