As you may have guessed there is a HUGE amount of information (I've
summarised where-ever possible and not mentioned many things) that I have
to get across to you, to get you up to speed with the amazing history and
background, so that you'll understand when I start telling you what is going on
right now and what has happened in the recent past that has made me decide to
share this with you. And if nothing else, it at least it will last as a record
for posterity for the future generations of both Human and Archavian who will
look back at this period and say “that was the moment.”
Although the main group of Archavians departed and effectively disappeared from the human world and consciousness small groups remained behind and lived as humans. As the Archavian technology failed and customs and habits changed over the passing years the small groups gradually became indistinguishable from humans. In the end the only difference was their physical appearance, blonde hair, tall and with faces we now recognise as Scandinavian.
Occasionally visitors from the breakaway group would return to check on relatives and friends that remained and to repair broken items or bring new ones. They would also bring news of how the breakaway group were faring. It seems that the breakaway group flourished in their new home and their population was growing fast and so was their technological ability. Gradually these visits lessened over the years and eventually they stopped altogether. Full contact with the departed Archavians was finally lost I think about 6000 years ago.
I have recently discovered that the breakaway group have been watching over the old "pockets of Archavians" as they disintegrated into humanities great tide of life. They continued with their secret surveillance over the human population as it spread over the planet and increased its own technological abilities, including the worrying development of atomic armaments.
In the human race the memory of this great departure and of the period before is stories, legends and myths, of Gods from the North with special powers, (Odin, Thor and Loki just to name a few and now popular again) of Angels that can fly with blonde hair and visitors that arrive without warning, perform some miracles and leave some knowledge and wisdom behind. Many times to the then un-educated human mind these episodes and interactions must have been seen as "religious" experiences and have been passed safely down the historical record in various religious doctrines and held with great faith by vast numbers of humans.
The legend of Atlantis is really the human side of the story of the breakaway Archavian group, embellished by disaster stories and poetic retelling. Of course there was no disaster in the sense of massive explosions and disappearing islands, just a large group of people who took off with their technology thousands of years before the Greek civilisation wrote the stories down. Eventually their memory became just a faint and distant glimmer of some fantastic civilisation. Imagine if you turned up with your everyday technology in the ancient human world and what the result would be on the population? And of course present human technology is still millennia behind and on a different path (so far) to the Archavians.
I don't know much about Archavian technology except that whereas human technology is based on electron flow (electricity), Archavian technology is based on magnetic flux waves (called misa ammer, meaning universal always there power flow). Their devices don't have batteries and are so small and light. The devices work by interacting with any magnetic field they are in, like gravity on a planet, or even any living thing apparently. My Mother never spoke of the technology to me although I remember she had a ring that was different from her other rings. Soft bronze in colour and passed down the family (and yes I have it) as an heirloom to each generation. It was she said her power ring and it kept her safe, protecting her from harm. I know it’s some sort of communication device because that’s how the Archavians found me.
My Mother and her Brothers along with their Father left the Archavian colony in the human year of 1929. My Mother told me that her Father, who I never met as he died in a bomb blast during the human Second World War had a fundamental disagreement with the Elders and decided to take his family and leave and I still don’t know why. My Mother was five years old and her brothers were seven and ten at the time of departure. My maternal Grandmother seems to have died mysteriously before they left the colony and my Mother never spoke of her – at all.
Although the main group of Archavians departed and effectively disappeared from the human world and consciousness small groups remained behind and lived as humans. As the Archavian technology failed and customs and habits changed over the passing years the small groups gradually became indistinguishable from humans. In the end the only difference was their physical appearance, blonde hair, tall and with faces we now recognise as Scandinavian.
Occasionally visitors from the breakaway group would return to check on relatives and friends that remained and to repair broken items or bring new ones. They would also bring news of how the breakaway group were faring. It seems that the breakaway group flourished in their new home and their population was growing fast and so was their technological ability. Gradually these visits lessened over the years and eventually they stopped altogether. Full contact with the departed Archavians was finally lost I think about 6000 years ago.
I have recently discovered that the breakaway group have been watching over the old "pockets of Archavians" as they disintegrated into humanities great tide of life. They continued with their secret surveillance over the human population as it spread over the planet and increased its own technological abilities, including the worrying development of atomic armaments.
In the human race the memory of this great departure and of the period before is stories, legends and myths, of Gods from the North with special powers, (Odin, Thor and Loki just to name a few and now popular again) of Angels that can fly with blonde hair and visitors that arrive without warning, perform some miracles and leave some knowledge and wisdom behind. Many times to the then un-educated human mind these episodes and interactions must have been seen as "religious" experiences and have been passed safely down the historical record in various religious doctrines and held with great faith by vast numbers of humans.
The legend of Atlantis is really the human side of the story of the breakaway Archavian group, embellished by disaster stories and poetic retelling. Of course there was no disaster in the sense of massive explosions and disappearing islands, just a large group of people who took off with their technology thousands of years before the Greek civilisation wrote the stories down. Eventually their memory became just a faint and distant glimmer of some fantastic civilisation. Imagine if you turned up with your everyday technology in the ancient human world and what the result would be on the population? And of course present human technology is still millennia behind and on a different path (so far) to the Archavians.
I don't know much about Archavian technology except that whereas human technology is based on electron flow (electricity), Archavian technology is based on magnetic flux waves (called misa ammer, meaning universal always there power flow). Their devices don't have batteries and are so small and light. The devices work by interacting with any magnetic field they are in, like gravity on a planet, or even any living thing apparently. My Mother never spoke of the technology to me although I remember she had a ring that was different from her other rings. Soft bronze in colour and passed down the family (and yes I have it) as an heirloom to each generation. It was she said her power ring and it kept her safe, protecting her from harm. I know it’s some sort of communication device because that’s how the Archavians found me.
My Mother and her Brothers along with their Father left the Archavian colony in the human year of 1929. My Mother told me that her Father, who I never met as he died in a bomb blast during the human Second World War had a fundamental disagreement with the Elders and decided to take his family and leave and I still don’t know why. My Mother was five years old and her brothers were seven and ten at the time of departure. My maternal Grandmother seems to have died mysteriously before they left the colony and my Mother never spoke of her – at all.