tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43661747217557664052024-03-05T01:59:23.242-08:00InterviewsOnly The Best ContentUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger202125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-9923002315990351472013-04-23T17:04:00.001-07:002013-04-23T17:04:41.571-07:00Great Zulu Shaman And Elder Credo Mutwa A Rare, Astonishing Conversation<span style="color: black;">It has often been said that the Native
Elders of any given tribe hold the keys to knowledge. This statement
has never been more clearly confirmed than in the recent interview
I had the great privilege to conduct with Zulu "Sanusi"
(Shaman) Credo Mutwa, now nearing eighty years of age. Through
the efforts and assistance of David Icke, I was able to establish
contact with Dr. Johan Joubert, who graciously coordinated with
Credo Mutwa, thus allowing the interview to take place by telephone,
literally half-way around the world in South Africa. We at The
SPECTRUM would like to convey our deepest appreciation to both
David Icke and to Dr. Joubert for their selfless efforts at getting
this man's Truth out to the world. I first heard about Credo Mutwa
five years ago, only at that time it didn't seem possible to speak
with him directly by telephone, as he lives in a somewhat remote
area with no phone. When I heard from David Icke that he had spent
time with Credo Mutwa and that he would be willing to speak with
The SPECTRUM, well, that's all it took.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Through the wonder of the international
telephone lines, on August 13 we had what turned out to be a 4-hour
session! And no, we are not about to pare it down to "sound
bite" size. The words he has spoken will appear completely
and in full context, as is our usual policy-a matter of respect
for the speaker as well as simply being good, honest journalism!
Credo Mutwa is a man whom David Icke describes as: "The most
amazing and knowledgeable man it has been my privilege and honor
to call a friend, a genius." After speaking with Credo Mutwa,
I couldn't agree more. I would like to comment that Credo Mutwa,
while not a man of formal education, was kind enough and conscientious
enough to spell all of the Zulu or African words, proper names,
etc. for this article. Those of you who may be African scholars
will find this level of accuracy more advantageous to your research
than will the average reader, however such care taken by Credo
is yet another facet of his honesty and precision. If you feel
that you have read some material lately that stretches your thinking
and challenges some belief systems, this interview will take you
one step beyond. As always, Truth is stranger than fiction.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">As well, Truth-or pieces of Truth revealed
to any one of us-are part of a larger mosaic, and thus it is up
to each of us to arrive at our own conclusions concerning the
Truth that others have to share with us. We are honored to have
this opportunity to present Credo Mutwa's experiences and knowledge
with you. It is a most rare and much appreciated opportunity.
The astonishing information presented by Credo Mutwa is certainly
thought provoking and far-reaching in both implications and scope.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Once you read this information you will
more readily understand why there have been attempts to silence
him. Similarly, you will more deeply appreciate Credo's courage
for coming forth and speaking truth, no matter the consequences
to self. So, without further introductory commentary, let the
interview begin. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>First of all, let me say it is an honor and a privilege
to speak with you, and I would like to thank and acknowledge David
Icke and Dr. Joubert, without whose help we would not be having
this conversation today. Our readers are aware of the existence
of the shape-shifting reptilian extraterrestrials, and what I
would like to discuss with you concerns the specifics of their
presence, their leadership, their agenda, and their methods of
operation at this time. So, the first question I would like to
ask you is: Can you confirm that shape-shifting reptilian extraterrestrials
do, in fact, exist on our planet at this time? And if they do,
if you can confirm this, will you please be specific about them.
Where do they come from? <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Sir, can your newspaper send people to Africa?
<br />
<b>Martin:</b>I'm sorry, can you repeat that? <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Can your newspaper kindly send somebody to
Africa in the near future? <br />
<b>Martin:</b>We are financially not able to do that at this time,
but that may change in the future. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Because there are some things that I would,
please, like your newspaper to check-out, independent of me. You
have heard of the country called Rwanda, in Central Africa? <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Yes. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> The people of Rwanda, the Hutu people, as
well as the Watusi people, state, and they are not the only people
in Africa who state this, that their very oldest ancestors were
a race of beings whom they called the Imanujela, which means "the
Lords who have come". And some tribes in West Africa, such
as a Bambara people, also say the same thing. They say that they
came from the sky, many, many generations ago, a race of highly
advanced and fearsome creatures which looked like men, and they
call them Zishwezi. The word Zishwezi means the dival or the glidal-creatures
that can glide down from the sky or glide through water. Everybody,
sir, has heard about the Dogon people in Western Africa who all
say that they were given culture by the normal beings, but they
are not-the Dogon people are but ONE of many, many peoples in
Africa who claim that their tribe or their king were first founded
by the supernatural race of creatures that came from the sky.
Are you still with me, sir? <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Oh yes, very much so. Please continue. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Sir, I can go on and on, but let me bring
you to my people, the Zulu people of South Africa. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Please. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> The Zulu people, who are famous as a warrior
people, the people to whom King Shaka Zulu, of the last century,
belonged.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">When you ask a South African White anthropologist
what the name of Zulu means, he will say it means "the sky"
(laughter), and therefore the Zulu call themselves "people
of the sky". That, sir, is non-sense. In the Zulu language,
our name for the sky, the blue sky, is sibakabaka. Our name for
inter-planetary space, however, is izulu and the weduzulu, which
means "inter-planetary space, the dark sky that you see with
stars in it every night", also has to do with traveling,
sir. The Zulu word for traveling at random, like a nomad or a
gypsy, is izula. Now, you can see that the Zulu people in South
Africa were aware of the fact that you can travel through space-not
through the sky like a bird-but you can travel through space,
and the Zulus claim that many, many thousands of years ago there
arrived, out of the skies, a race of people who were like lizards,
people who could change shape at will. And people who married
their daughters to a walking (extraterrestrial), and produced
a power race of Kings and tribal Chiefs, there are hundreds of
fairy-tales, sir, in which a lizard female assumes the identity
of a human princess and poses as her, and gets married to a Zulu
Prince. Every school child in South Africa, sir, knows about the
story of a princess called Khombecansini. Khombecansini was to
have married a handsome Prince called Kakaka, a name which means
"the enlightened one". Now, one day while Khombecansini
was gathering firewood in the bush, she met a creature called
an Imbulu. And this Imbulu was a lizard which has the body and
the limbs of a human being, but a long tail. And this lizard spoke
to Princess Khombecansini, "Oh, how beautiful you are, girl,
I wish I could be like you. I wish I could look like you. Can
I come close to you?" said the Imbulu lizard woman to the
princess. And the princess said, "Yes, you can." And
as the lizard, which was a taller one, came close to the girl,
she spat into the girl's eyes and she began to change. That is,
the lizard suddenly changed into a human shape and this lizard
began to look more and more and more and more like the girl, with
the exception of her long, pointed tail. And then, with her sudden
burst of violence, the lizard woman sealed the princess and removed
all her bangles and her beads and her wedding skirt off her, and
she put them on. Thus, the lizard became the princess. Now there
were two identical women in the bush, the shape-shifted lizard
woman and the original woman. And the lizard woman said to the
original woman, "Now you are my slave. Now you are going
to accompany me to the marriage. I will be you and you will be
my slave, come-on!" She took a stick and started beating
up the poor princess. And then she went, accompanied by other
girls who were bride's maids, according to Zulu custom, and she
arrived at Prince Kakaka's village.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">But, before they reached the village
she had to do something about her tail, that is, the shape-shifting
woman had, somehow, to hide the tail. So, she forced the princess
to weave a net out of fiber and she tucked the tail in and she
tied it tight to herself. She now looked like a Zulu woman with
attractive, very big buttocks, when seen from outside. And then,
when she arrived and she became the wife of the prince, a strange
thing started happening in the village. All of the milk started
disappearing because each night the shape-shifting princess, the
false princess, used to release her tail, which used to suck in
all of the sour milk through a hole at the tip of the tail. And
the mother-in-law said, "What is this? Why is the milk disappearing?"
Then, she said, "No, I see, there is an Imbulu amongst us."
The mother-in-law, who was a clever old lady, said, "A hole
must be dug in the front of the village and it must be filled
with milk." And this was done. And then, all of the girls
who had come with the false princess were told to jump over this
hole. One after the other one, they jumped. And when the shape-shifter
was forced, at spear-point, to jump as well, as she jumped her
long tail burst out of the net under her skirt and started slurping
the milk through the hole, and the warriors killed the shape-shifter.
And thus, the real Princess Khombecansini became the wife of the
king-of King Kakaka. Now, sir, this story has got many versions
in it. Throughout South Africa, amongst many tribes, you'll find
stories of these amazing creatures who are capable of changing
from reptile to human being, and from reptile to any other animal
of their choice. And these creatures, sir, do really exist. No
matter where you go throughout Southern, Eastern, Western, and
Central Africa, you'll find that the description of these creatures
is the same. Even amongst tribes which never, throughout their
long history, had contact with each other at all. So, there ARE
such creatures. Where they come from, I will never claim to know,
sir. But they are associated with certain stars in the sky, and
one of these stars is a large group of stars which is part of
the Milky Way, which our people call Ingiyab, which means "The
Great Serpent". And there is a red star, a redish star, near
the tip of this huge rim of stars which our people call IsoneNkanyamba.
Now, this star called IsoneNkanyamba, I managed to find its English
name. It is the star called Alpha Centauri, in English. Now, this,
sir, is something that is worth investigating. Why is it that
well over 500 tribes in parts of Africa which I've visited in
the last 40 or 50 years or so, all of them describe similar creatures?
It is said that these creatures feed on us human beings; that
they, at one time, challenged God Himself to war, because they
wanted full control of the universe. And God fought a terrible
battle against them and He defeated them, injured them, and forced
them to hide in cities underground. They hide in deep cavities
underground, because they are always feeling cold. In these cavities,
we are told, there are huge fires which are kept going by slaves,
human, zombie-like slaves. And, it is further said that these
Zuswazi, these Imbulu, or whatever you choose to call them, are
not capable of eating solid food. They either eat human blood,
or they eat that power, the energy that is generated when human
beings, on the surface of the Earth, are fighting and killing
each other in large numbers. I met people who have fled from the
early Masaki in Rwanda, from years ago, and these people were
horrified by what was happening in their country. They said that
the slaughter of the Hutus by the Watusi, and the Watusi by the
Hutus, is actually feeding the Imanujela, monsters. Because the
Imanujela like to inhale the energy that is generated by masses
of people being terrified or being killed by other people. Are
you still with me, sir? <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Yes, I'm completely with you. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Now, let me point out an interesting thing,
sir. If you study the languages of all African nations, you find
within the languages of our people words which are similar to
Oriental, Middle-Eastern, and even Native American words. And
the word Imanujela means "the Lord who came". A word
that anyone can discover in Rwanda, amongst the Rwandan Hutu and
Watusi people, is very similar to the Herbrew word Immanuel, which
means "the Lord is with us". Imanujela, "the ones
who came, the Lords who are here". Our people believe, sir,
that we, the people of this Earth, are not masters of our own
lives, really, although we are made to think that we are. Our
people say, that is, Black people of all tribes, all of the initiated
ones, all of the shamans everywhere in Africa, when they get to
trust you and share their deepest secrets with you, they say that
[with] the Imanujela, there is Imbulu. And there is another name
by which these creatures are known. This name is Chitauli. Now,
the word Chitauli means "the dictators, the ones who tell
us the law". In other words, "they who tell us, secretly,
what we are to do". Now, it is said that these Chitauli did
a number of things to us when they came to this planet. Please
forgive me, but I must share this story with you. It is one of
the strangest stories that you find everywhere in Africa in shamanic
secret societies and other places where the remnant of our ancient
knowledge and wisdom are still preserved. It is that, originally,
the Earth was covered by a very thick blanket of fog or mist.
That people could not actually see the Sun in the sky, except
as a nimble of light. And they also saw the Moon at night as a
gentle claw of light in the sky, because there was this heavy
mist. And the rain was always falling in a steady drizzle. There
was no thunder, however.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">There were no storms. The world was thickly
covered with great forests, great jungles, and people lived in
peace on Earth at that time. People were happy and it is said,
at that time, we human beings did not have the power of speech.
We only made funny sounds like happy monkeys and baboons, but
we did not have speech as we now have it. And in those centuries,
people spoke to each other through their mind. A man could call
his wife thinking about her, thinking about the shape of her face,
the smell of her body, and the feel of hair as a woman. That a
hunter would go out into the bush and call out for animals to
come, and the animals would select one of their number which was
old and tired, and this animal would offer itself to the hunter
so that he may kill it quickly and take it as meat to his cave.
There was no violence against animals. There was no violence against
Nature by human beings at that time. Man used to ask for food
from Nature. He used to come to a tree and think about fruit,
and the tree would allow some of its fruit to fall to the ground,
and man would take it. And then it is said, however, that when
the Chitauli came to Earth, they arrived in terrible vessels which
flew through the air, vessels which were shaped like great bowls
and which made a terrible noise and a terrible fire in the sky.
And the Chitauli told human beings, whom they gathered together
by force with whips of lightning, that they were great gods from
the sky and that from now on they would receive a number of great
gifts from the god. These so-called gods, who were like human
beings, but very tall, with a long tail, and with terrible burning
eyes, some of them had two eyes-yellow, bright eyes-some had three
eyes, the red, round eye being in the center of their forehead.
These creatures then took away the great powers that human beings
had: the power of speaking through the mind only, the power of
moving objects with their mind only, the power of seeing into
the future and into their past, and the power to travel, spiritually,
to different worlds. All of these great powers the Chitauli took
away from human beings and they gave human beings a new power,
now, the power of speech.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">But, human beings found, to their horror,
that the power of speech divided human beings, instead of uniting
them, because the Chitauli cunningly created different languages,
and they caused a great quarrel between people. Also, the Chitauli
did something which has never been done before: they gave human
beings people to rule over them, and they said, "These are
your kings, these are your chiefs.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">They have our blood in them. They are
our children, and you must listen to these people because they
will speak on our behalf. If you don't, we are going punish you
very terribly." Before the coming of the Chitauli, before
the coming of the Imbulu creatures, human beings were spiritually
one. But when the Chitauli came, human beings became divided,
both spiritually as well as by language. And then, human beings
were given strange new feelings by the Chitauli. Human beings
started to feel unsafe, and so they started making villages with
very strong fences of wood around them. Human beings started becoming
country makers. In other words, they started creating tribes and
tribe lands, which had borders, which they defended against any
possible enemy. Human beings became ambitious and greedy and they
wanted to acquire wealth in the form of cattle, and sea shells.
And, another thing the Chitauli forced human beings to do, they
forced human beings to mine into the Earth. The Chitauli activated
human women and made them to discover minerals and metals of certain
types. Women discovered copper; women discovered gold; women discovered
silver. And, eventually, they were guided by the Chitauli to alloy
these metals and to create new metals which had never existed
in Nature before, metals such as bronze and brass and others.
Now, the Chitauli, further, removed the sacred rain-bringing mist
from the sky and for the first time since creation, human beings
looked up and saw stars, and the Chitauli told human beings that
they have been wrong in believing that God dwelt under the Earth.
"From now on," the Chitauli told people of this Earth,
"the people of Earth must believe that God is in Heaven and
they must do things here on Earth which would please this God
who is in Heaven." You see, originally, human beings had
believed that God was underground, that she was a very great mother
who dwelt under the Earth because they saw all the green things
growing from under the Earth-the grass came from below ground,
the trees grew from below ground, and the people had believed,
therefore, that the dead people who died go underground. But when
the Chitauli turned humans' eyes towards the sky, people started
believing, now, that God is in the sky and that those who die
from this Earth don't go underground, but go up into the sky.
And to this day, sir, throughout Africa wherever you go as an
investigator, you will find this amazing-these two amazing ideas
which conflict with each other. Many African tribes believe in
what is called Midzimu or Badimo. Now, the word Midzimu or Badimo
means "them who are in the sky". But, in Zulu-land,
amongst my people, you find this amazing schism going hand-in-hand.
There are Zulus who believe that the dead ones are the Abapansi,
which means "the ones who are below, who are under the Earth".
Then there is another idea which says Abapezulu. The word Abapezulu
means "those who are above", and the word Abapansi,
which is the oldest name for the spirits of the dead, means "they
who are under the Earth". So, even today, sir, all over Africa
amongst hundreds of tribes, you find this strange double-belief
that the dead go into the sky, and side-by-side with the belief
that the dead die and go under the Earth. This belief that the
dead die and go under the Earth is said to date to the days when
our people believed that God was a woman, the great Cosmic Mother.
And, it is contrasted by the Abapezulu belief that God is a man
who dwells in the sky. Now, sir, another thing that the Chitauli
told our people, it is said, is that we human beings are here
on Earth to change the Earth and to make it suitable for "God"
to come down one day and dwell in it. And it is said that they
who work to change this Earth and make it safe for the serpent
god, the Chitauli, to come and dwell in it, will be rewarded with
great power and with great wealth. Sir, as I have watched over
many years of study, over many years of initiation of the mysteries
of African shamanism, wisdom, and knowledge, I have found myself
wondering why we human beings are actually destroying the Earth
on which we live. We are doing something which is only done by
one other species of animal, namely, the African elephant, which
utterly destroys every tree in the place in which it dwells. We
human beings are doing exactly this. And wherever you go in Africa,
where once there were great ancient civilizations, you find desert.
For example, there is the Kalahari desert in South Africa, and
under the sands of that desert, I have found the ruins of ancient
cities, which means that human beings turned this stretch of land,
which was once green and fertile, into a desert. And, in days
when I was with explorers and safari people in the Sahara regions
of Africa, I also found evidence of unbelievably ancient human
habitation in places where there is nothing now but angry rock
and whispering sand. In other words, the Sahara Desert was once
a fertile country and was turned into a desert by human beings.
Why? I must ask myself, again and again, why are human beings
being driven by insecurity, greed, and lust of power to turn the
Earth into a desert in which, ultimately, no human being would
ever be able to live? Why? Although we are all aware of the terrible
dangers that this will bring about, why are we cutting huge areas
of jungle in Africa? Why are we on Earth carrying out the instructions
which the Chitauli programmed into us? Although my mind refuses
to accept this, the answer is a terrible yes, yes, yes. Amongst
the many people of wisdom who honor me with their friendship,
is a man of great knowledge who lives in Israel, Dr. Sitchin.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">[Editor's note: This reference is to
Dr. Zecharia Sitchin, author of many provocative books about the
interaction of extraterrestrial peoples with Earth humans in very
ancient times.] According to the ancient books which were written
by the people of Sumeria, out of clay, gods came out of the sky
and forced human beings to work for them, to mine gold for them.
This story is confirmed by African legends throughout Africa,
that gods came out of the sky and made us into their slaves, and
they made us into slaves in such a way that we would never realize
that we are slaves. One other thing that our people say is that
the Chitauli prey upon us like vultures. They raise some of us,
they fill some of us with great anger and great ambition, and
they make these people they've raised into great warriors who
make terrible war. But, in the end, the Chitauli do not allow
these great leaders, these great war chiefs and kings, to die
peacefully. The warrior chief is used to make as much war as possible,
to kill as many of his people, and those he calls enemies, as
possible, and then, in the end, the warrior chief dies a terrible
death, with his blood being spilled by others. And this phenomenon
I have seen in my people's history, again and again and again.
Our great King Shaka Zulu, he fought over 200 great wars during
the reign of some 30-something years. And then, he was slaughtered
and he died a violent death. He died a broken man who, because
of the death of his mother, had no longer the power to win any
more battles. And, before Shaka Zulu, there was another king who
trained Shaka to become the great king that he was. That king's
name was Dingiswayo.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Dingiswayo had fought great wars trying
to unite the Zulu people into one great tribe. He had seen the
White people of the Cape and he thought that, by uniting his people
into one huge nation, he would be able to repel the threat to
his people which the White people posed.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">But, what happened was, after winning
many battles of uniting many tribes, King Dingiswayo suddenly
became striken by an eye disease which made him almost blind.
And he hid this secret that he could no longer see. But, that
terrible secret was discovered by a woman, a queen of another
tribe, called Ntombazi. Ntombazi took a battle ax and beheaded
Dingiswayo with one blow, after she had lured him into her hut
and given him food and beer to drink. There is also a similar
phenomenon with great White leaders: Napoleon, in Europe, who
died a miserable death on his lonely island in the Atlantic Ocean;
Hitler, also in Europe, who died a terrible death by putting the
gun in the mouth and killing himself, we are told; Attila the
Hun, who was killed by a woman, and many other great leaders who
came to a sticky end after giving as much death and misery to
as many people as they could. King Shaka was stabbed to death
by his half-brother, who used on him the same type of spear that
he had designed to kill people as quickly as possible. And, Julius
Caesar also met a similar fate after he, like our Shaka Zulu,
had conquered many nations. Always the warrior hero dies a death
that he, really, should not die.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">King Arthur, in England, was killed by
his own son, Mordred after a long and courageous reign. I could
go on and on and on. Now, all these things, if you bring them
together, they show that whether people laugh at this or not,
whether people scoff at this or not, there is a certain power
that is guiding we human beings toward the dark river of self-destruction.
And the sooner many of us become aware of this, the better, perhaps,
we might be able to deal with it. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Do you believe that these beings are around the
world equally, or are they primarily focused in Africa? <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Sir, I believe that these creatures are everywhere
on Earth, and with respect, sir, although I hate talking about
myself so much, I am a person who has traveled to many parts of
the world. I have been to your country, the United States, sir.
I have been to Australia. I have been to Japan, amongst other
countries. And no matter where I have gone, sir, I have found
people telling me about creatures like this. For example, in 1997,
I visited Australia, sir, and I traveled a lot to try and find
the Black people of Australia, the Aborigine. And when I did find
them, they told me a number of things that astonished me very,
very much. The same things that I'd found in Japan, I found in
Taiwan. Everywhere where there are still shaman and traditional
healers, you find these amazing stories. Now, let me tell you,
sir, what I found in Australia alone. This, that the Australian
Aborigine people, who call themselves Coorie, which means "our
people": The Coorie people of Australia believe in a great
creating god called Byamie, sir. A Coorie shaman, in fact, several
of them, drew me pictures of this Byamie, and one of them showed
me a rock painting representing this strange creator god who came
out of the stars. And when they placed their drawing in front
of me, what they showed was a Chitauli. I recognized it from my
African initiation. It had a large head. It had large eyes, which
were stressed by the artist. It had no mouth, and it had long
arms and incredibly long legs. Sir, this was a typical depiction
of a Chitauli which I knew from my own people in Africa. I asked
myself "Why?" Here I am in a country many thousands
of miles away from Africa, and here I am seeing a being known
as the Biamai or Bimi, who is a creature with which I, the African,
am familiar. Amongst the Native American people, sir, I found,
for example, amongst certain tribes in America, tribes such as
the Hopi people, and those people who stay in those buildings
called a pueblo, I found that these people-they have got what
are called Katchina creatures, where people wear masks and disguise
themselves as certain creatures.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">And some of these Katchinas are very,
very tall, with a huge round head. Exactly as we have in Africa,
I found similar creatures in America.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">In Africa we call these creatures Egwugwu,
or, we call them by another name, called Chinyawu. The Katchina
of the Native American people, and the Chinyawu of our people,
are identical beings. Now, why should this be? When were American
Native people and Africans in contact? When? This is one of the
greatest mysteries of all time, sir. It is one of many things
that I found throughout the world which left me utterly amazed.
There ARE such creatures, and the sooner skeptics amongst us face
up to this fact, the better it shall be. Why is human-kind not
progressing? Why are we running around in a great circle of self-destruction
and mutual-destruction? People are basically good; I believe this.
People don't want to start wars. People don't want to destroy
the world in which they stay, but there are creatures, or there
is power that is driving we human beings toward self-annihilation.
And the sooner we recognize this, the better. Just now, I live
in Africa. Here are my people. Here is my home. But I see Africa
being destroyed in wars that make no sense whatsoever to me as
an African. I look at India which, like Africa, suffered the scourge
of colonialism by the French, the English, and other European
powers. But India, through her independence as a country, has
achieved the things which we, Africa, have failed to achieve.
Why? India has exploded the atomic bomb and is today one of the
feared nations of this world. India has launched satellites into
orbit.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">India, although she has the same problems
as Africa has-a burgeoning population, religion as well as tribal
strife-although India has got an incredibly poor section of her
population, as well as an incredibly rich one, she has achieved
things that Africa has failed to achieve. Now, I ask myself "Why?
Why?" Because India was established by people from Africa,
and I don't think, sir, as the Black races about this.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">This is a fact that, thousands of years
ago, people from Africa laid the foundation of the greatest civilization
of India, as well as other countries in Southeast Asia. There
is overwhelming archeological evidence of this. But, why is Africa
drowning in war, in disease, and in hunger? Why? Many times, sir,
I sit in my hut and I cry when I see diseases like AIDS destroying
us; when I see senseless wars destroying those countries in Africa
which had thrived for thousands of years. Say, Ethiopia is a country
that has been free for thousands of years.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Ethiopia was once the school of all of
Africa. Nigeria was once a great country with a long tradition
of self-government-long, long before the White man came to Africa.
But today, all of these countries and many others are being destroyed.
Today, sir, there are parts of Africa which have been totally
depopulated by war and by the disease called AIDS, a disease which
shows every sign of being a man-made disease. I ask myself, "Who
or what is destroying Africa, and why?" Because there are
tribes in those villages I lived in, who assisted my search for
knowledge, before the Second World War and after. But today these
tribes no longer exist anymore. They are gone, dispersed, totally
exterminated in senseless wars that gain the Black people nothing.
I am in South Africa now. Here I was born, and here I was to die.
But I see my country falling apart like a rotting mango. South
Africa was once a powerful country. She had a powerful army. She
had huge industries, which were producing everything from locomotives
to little radios. But today my country has become a drug-sodden,
crime-ridden piece of rubbish. Why? A country doesn't get destroyed
almost overnight, unless there are definite forces which are determined
to obliterate it. I recently saw, sir, the destruction of another
country inside South Africa. The country is Lesotho. This country,
Lesotho, is inhabited by some of the oldest and the wisest tribes
in South Africa. Amongst them is a tribe called the Bakwama. The
Bakwama people are so ancient that they actually describe to you
a mysterious land of huge pointed mountains, a mysterious land
ruled by a great god, who had the head of a human being and the
body of the lion. [One immediately thinks of the Sphinx in Egypt.]
The Bakwama call this country Ntswama-tfatfi. This land that they
name Ntswama-tfatfi means "the land of the Sun-hawk".
The hawk is the bird of prey in Heaven-you know? Now, these Bakwama
people did, in South Africa, know about the land of Egypt where
they say their ancestors came from. And they call this mysterious
land of the gods, "the land of the Sun-hawk, or the Sun-eagle",
which is exactly how the Egyptians portrayed their country, sir.
They portrayed it as "the land of Hor", the god Horus
in Greece. Now, when Princess Diana died, in 1997, I was one of
the first Black people to suspect that Princess Diana had been
murdered, and I will tell you why this thing happened, sir. Because,
about a year or 8 months before Diana died, there died a king
in Lesotho, King Moshoeshoe II. King Moshoeshoe II's death was
detail-for-detail identical to Princess Diana's death. Consider
this please, all of you who might find my words incredible: Princess
Diana died in a tunnel, but the king of Lesotho died in a ravine.
He had gone far away to investigate a problem in his cattle ranch.
It was found that he was overdue, and when the people went to
search for him, they heard from various boys who were looking
after the cattle in the Basotho-land mountains, that the boys
had heard what sounded like a rifle shot, and when the men went
to look where the rifle shot had sounded, they found the king's
car off the road and deep in the ravine. They went down their
and they found that the king of Lesotho was in his car. He was
strapped in a safety belt, but he had a terrible injury at the
back of his head. And they found that the king's driver was dead
at the steering wheel. But, the two men who were the king's bodyguards,
who were riding in the king's vehicle in the seat directly behind
the king, had escaped without a scratch.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">One of the men entered the car and pulled
out the dying king. The king apologized to them for messing-up
their hands with his blood, which was a tradition, that a dying
king must thank the people who are trying to get him out of where
he is. And he must apologize to them for putting them into trouble,
because anyone who handles the sacred blood of the king is in
spiritual trouble of some kind after that. Then, when the king's
car was brought out of the ravine, it was found that there was
a hole, like a bullet hole, in one of the tires of the car. And
that car's tire was mysteriously removed, afterwards, when the
king's car was stored not in a safe place, but in a yard outside
where anybody could get at it. And, when an autopsy was conducted
on the body of the driver of the king's car, it was found that
the man had been so drunk as to not have been able to drive the
car at all.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">And third, the man who had driven the
king's car and who died at the wheel had not been the man who
usually drives the king's car. Now, sir, do you see this mystery
now? The death of the Lesotho king matched that of Princess Diana,
which was to follow it. In many other amazing details than I have
detailed now, and so the nation of Lesotho was reduced to a retch
after the king's death, when rioting took place as a result of
a general election which provisional party members prospected
and controlled. Today Lesotho is an economically moribund nation.
And Lesotho is a country which was the place of a strange experiment-an
experiment which consisted of the building of a huge dam, whose
purpose was to supply South Africa, and not Lesotho, with large
quantities of water.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">And we have recently heard ugly rumors
emanating from that country, that somebody was bribed to facilitate
the building of this huge dam where the water of a small nation
is being used to supply, to supplement the water supplies of a
highly industrialized nation. There are many strange things, sir,
which have taken place in South Africa, and are taking place,
as well as in other parts of Africa, which make no sense to me
as an African. There are wars which take place in Africa, where
after an African country has gained its independence from the
colonial power, then a force of rebels pick up weapons against
that country's government, but instead of the rebels fighting
the government to the bitter end, what happens again and again
is that the rebel forces split into various groups which end up
fighting not only the government in power, but also each other.
And the result is that, in several African countries, the country
is so destroyed that, no matter which party wins, the people lose.
The United Nations are caused to be called in, in order to create
some semblance of peace. In other words, Africans have now started
fighting wars which bring about not victory, but the destruction
of themselves, as well as their people. I would like to draw your
attention, sir, to the senseless tide which is still raging in
the Sudan, as well as other parts of Africa. I would like to draw
your attention, sir, to the longest and most terrible civil war
which is destroying the southern parts of the Sudan. I would like
to draw your attention, and that of your readers, sir, to the
terrible war which is destroying Angola. And one part of the world,
to the East of Southern Africa, has been so raped by many years
of war that there are now places where you don't even hear a bird-thing.
All living forms of life have been wiped-out in that place. Now,
why? And then, I have found that these countries that are being
destroyed by senseless wars which are totally out of character
for us Africans, and I speak as an African, are those countries
which, had they been left alone, could have supplied the whole
of Africa with food, with water, and with valuable minerals. I
am told, sir, that under the surface of Angola, under the plains
of Angola, are deposits of coal which are without equal in this
world. I am further told that in parts of Angola there are deposits
of oil which are second only to those reserves of oil which are
in the Middle East. The Sudan is a country which I visited several
times during, and even after, the Second World War. In the Sudan
there was so much food that you received free food from the villagers,
as you traveled through the Sudan. Today, southern Sudan is a
starvation-torn, battle of rage hellhole where children die of
diarrhea in the bush while the vultures and buzzards wait on the
branches of trees to feast. Africa is being systematically and
deliberately destroyed by a power of such relentlessness that
it is continuing the destruction even now. But, this power is
getting desperate. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Excuse me. Did you say there was coal in Angola
or gold? <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Coal, sir, coal. There are diamonds in Angola,
sir.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">And I have learned from reliable people
that there is more oil under Angola, in certain places, than there
is in certain parts of the Middle East. Is this what Africa is
being destroyed for? Is this what our nations are being slaughtered
for-for coal under the surface, for diamonds? If so, who is this
intelligence that is behind this? Are people less valuable than
minerals? Are people less valuable than oil? Because, sir, genocide,
worse than anything that Hitler ever committed upon the Jewish
people, is taking place in Africa NOW, and the people of America
don't seem to care a damn. Why? We are the best friends that the
United States has got. We are the best people. We buy American
products. Our children want to look like American children. Our
kids wear jeans, sir, and they even speak with American accents,
because you American people are our role model. Why are you allowing
us to be slaughtered? Why? Why? Not only are we being killed by
war, sir, we are being killed by drugs. There were no drugs in
South Africa during the days of the apartheid government. Now,
under our democratic government, our country has become one drug-sodden
cess pit. Why? Today, sir, and I speak as a traditional shaman,
one of my purposes is to try and help people with a drug problem.
Sir, I can help a young African who is abusing marijuana or hashish.
I can help a young African who is dependent upon Dakwa. But, sir,
I am useless, my skills are rubbish and I fail again-and so do
many like me-to help young Black people who are addicted to a
new type of drug which is called "crack". It is a hard-looking
drug. It's like hardened chocolate when you see it, and this thing
is so addictive that no shaman can help a young victim of this
drug. I am asking the people of the United States of America,
I am asking my Black brothers and my Black sisters over there,
why are you allowing the country which is your mother to be exterminated?
I don't care what skeptics say, sir. Please forgive me when I
really get hot under the collar. I don't care what skeptics say,
but there IS a force destroying Africa and I am not buying the
nonsense that it is the bankers of the IMF and other big banks.
You don't kill the goose that gives you the golden egg, so why
would the bankers want to destroy Africa? There is another force
behind these people, a terrible, alien force, which does things
behind the scenes which-and the sooner we recognize this, the
better-sir, it is very common for human beings who are in trouble
to blame forces other than those inside themselves. But, I have
studied the situation in Africa since the end of the Second World
War, and before, and I have evidence that points to an alien force
at work in Africa. What, who is wiping out Africa's oldest tribes?
Please, sir, let me tell you a thing that cuts my soul. May I
please? <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Please, continue. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Please, I'm sorry to talk so much. Please
forgive me. I belong to the Zulu nation, a nation of warriors,
a nation of wise people. My people, sir, have never been studied
by White anthropologists thoroughly, but the Zulu people knew
things that, if I were to share with your readers, they would
be amazed. Let me show you this. The Zulu people KNEW, amongst
many things, that it is the Earth which moves around the Sun,
and not the other way around. They said, to explain this thing
to the initiated, that the Earth is a feminine creature and the
Sun is a male creature, and, therefore, the Earth is the mobile
one who dances around the Sun-the beautiful princess who dances
around the fiery king who is the Sun.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Our people knew that the Earth was a
sphere. Our people knew about germs and their function. When the
White man came to Africa, where did this incredible knowledge
come from? I do not know. The people of America and the people
of Europe say that it was Albert Einstein who came out with the
idea that time and space are one and the same thing. My answer
to that is, "No!" My people, the Zulus, knew that space
and time was one thing. In the language of the Zulu, one of the
names for space is umkati. And the Zulu name for time is isikati.
Now, our people knew that space and time were one and the same
thing, hundreds of years before Einstein's birth. And furthermore,
our people believed, like the Dogon people, that there are 24
planets in our part of space which are inhabited by intelligent
creatures of various states. And, this knowledge has never been
recorded in any book, and I and my aunt are the only surviving
high sanusi [shaman] in South Africa who are the keepers of this
knowledge. My aunt is still alive. She is about 90-something years
old, and I am now close to dead, suffering from diabetes-a terrible
killer of African people nowadays. And, what I am trying to tell
you is that, although my people had this tremendous knowledge,
which has never been written down in any book, the Zulu people
today, a huge percentage of them, are victims of HIV or outright
AIDS. And it has been calculated, sir, in the next 50 years, fully
three-fourths of the Zulu people in Natal are going to die. And
I am the keeper of sacred objects which I inherited from my grandfather.
I am, from my mother's side, a direct descendant of the last true
Zulu king, Dingame. And, my duty should be to protect my people
from anything that threatens their existence. Look, please, sir.
Anyone who studies humanity with love, with understanding, and
with care, recognizes the fact that there is a shining God which
is struggling to be born within each and every one of us. We are
trying to fight back, although many of us are not yet aware of
this. We are developing an attitude of wanting to protect our
planet, no matter who or what we are. There are chiefs in Africa
who fine you very heavily if they see you destroying a tree unnecessarily.
This thing was common in the past, but it disappeared with the
coming of the White people; but now it has come back again. Man
is becoming, is struggling to become a more advanced, more caring
being, and the aliens are not going to take this lying down. They
are going to cause us to kill each other, again. And I am worried
about what is going to happen. Sir, I can show you many strange
things that African people did to protect themselves against the
Grey aliens. The things that our people did were not the result
of superstition. They were the result of terrible personal experience.
One day I hope to share with you, sir, the story of how I got
"taken", we say. We believe, sir, that the Mantindane
("the tormentor"), the Greys, are really servants of
the Chitauli. And that they, contrary to what White people think-White
people think a wrong thing, sir, many-that the Mantindane are
experimenting with us. They are NOT. I repeat, they are not. Anyone
who has been through the hells of these beings will tell you that
there is nothing experimental in what they do. There is a cold,
cold, cold-blooded resolve, and they are not doing what they do
to us for themselves, they are doing what they do to us for greater
creatures than they are. Please, sir, can you give me a little
time to share with you, briefly, what happened to me? <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Oh yes, absolutely, please. We have all the time
you need. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Sir, it was an ordinary day, like any other
day. It was a beautiful day in the eastern mountains of Zimbabwe,
which are called Inyangani. These are mountains to the East of
Zimbabwe. Now, I had been instructed by my teacher to go and find
a special herb which we were going to use in the healing of a
certain initiate who was badly ill. And my teacher, a woman called
Mrs. Moyo, was Ndebele, from Zimbabwe, once known as Rhodesia.
I was looking for this herb, and I was not thinking about anything,
and I had no belief whatsoever in these creatures. I had never
encountered them before, and although we African people believe
in many things, I was mighty skeptical, even about certain entities
that we believed in at that time, because I had never encountered
anything like that before. And all of a sudden, sir, I noticed
that the temperature around me had dropped, although it was a
very hot African day. I suddenly noticed that it was now cold
and there was, what appeared to be, a bright blue mist swirling
all around me, getting between me and the eastern landscape. I
remember wondering, stupidly, what this thing meant, because I
had just begun to dig one of the herbs I had found. Suddenly,
I found myself in a very strange place, a place that looked like
a tunnel lined with metal. I had worked in mines before, and where
I found myself appeared to be a mine tunnel which was lined with
silver-greyish metal. I was lying on what appeared to be a very
heavy and very large working bench or a working table, sir. But
yet, I was not chained to the table. I was just lying there and
my trousers were missing, and so were the heavy boots that I always
wore when I was out in the bush. And all of a sudden, in this
strange, tunnel-like room, I saw what appeared to be dull, heady-looking,
grey, dull-like creatures which were moving toward me. There were
lights in this place, but not lights as we know them. They seemed
to be patches of glowing stuff. And there was something above
the far entrance which looked like writing, that writing against
the silver-grey surface, and these creatures were coming at me
but I was hypnotized, just as if the witchcraft had been put upon
my head. But I watched the creatures as they were coming towards
me. I didn't know what they were. I was frightened, but I couldn't
move my arms or my legs. I just lay there like a goat on a sacrificial
altar. And when the creatures came towards me, I felt fear inside
me. They were short creatures, about the size of African Pigmy.
They have very large heads, very thin arms, and very thin legs.
I noticed, sir, because I am an artist, a painter, that these
creatures were built all wrong from an artist's point of view.
Their limbs were too long for their body, and their necks were
very thin, and their heads were almost as large as full-grown
watermelons. They had strange eyes, which looked like goggles
of some kind. They had no noses, as we have, only small holes
on either side of the raised area between their eyes. Their mouth
had no lips, only thin cuts as if made by a razor. And while I
was looking at these creatures, sir, in amazed fascination, I
felt something close to my head, about my head. And when I looked
up, there was another creature, a slightly bigger one than the
other, and it was standing above my head and was looking down
at me. I looked up into its eyes and I was totally hypnotized,
and you know, I was spellbound. I looked into the thing's eyes
and I noticed that the creature wanted me to keep looking into
his eyes. I looked and saw that, through these covers over their
eyes, I could see the creature's real eyes behind this black,
goggle-like cover. It's eyes were round, with straight pupils,
like those of a cat. And the thing was not moving it's head. It
was breathing; I could see that. I could see little nostrils moving,
closing and shutting, but sir, if anybody says to me that I smelled
like that creature, really, I would konk him one on the face.
<br />
<b>Martin:</b>(Laughter) <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> The creature smelled like nobody's business.
It had a strange smell, a throat-tightening, chemical smell, which
smelled like rotten eggs, and also like hot copper [sulfur], a
very strong smell. And the creature saw me looking at it, and
it looked down at me and, all of a sudden, I felt a terrible,
awful pain on my left thigh, as if a sword had been driven into
my left thigh. I screamed in pain, horrible, calling out for my
mother, and the creature placed it's hand over my mouth. You know,
sir, it was like-if you want to know how that felt, please sir,
take the leg of a chicken, a live chicken, and place it against
your lips. That was how the creature's hand felt upon my mouth.
It had thin, long fingers, which had more joints than my human
fingers have. And the thumb was in the wrong place. Each one of
the fingers ended in a black claw, almost like certain African
birds. The thing was telling me to be quiet. And how long the
pain went on, sir, I don't know. I screamed and I screamed and
I screamed, again. And then, all of a sudden, something was pulled
out of my flesh, and I looked down and saw my thigh covered with
blood, and I saw that one of the creatures-there were four of
them, other than the one standing over my head-they wore tight
fitting overalls, which were silvery-grey in color, and their
flesh resembled the flesh of certain types of fish that we find
in the sea off South Africa. And the creature standing above my
head appeared to be a female. It was somehow different than the
others. It was taller, bigger, although it didn't have breasts
like a woman, it appeared to be feminine. And the others appeared
to be afraid of it, I don't know how I can describe this. And
then, while this terrible thing was going on, another of the creatures
came up to me-it walked sideways, in a slightly jerking way, as
if it was drunk-it walked up along the table, to my right side,
and it stood next to the one standing above my head. And before
I knew what was happening, this creature stuck something that
was like a small, silver, ball-point pen with a cable at one end,
it pushed this thing, coldly, into my right nostril. Sir, the
pain was out of this world. Blood splattered all over. I choked
and tried to scream, but the blood got into my throat. It was
a nightmare. Then, it pulled the thing out and I tried to fight
and sit up. The pain was terrible, but the other thing above my
head placed it's hand upon my forehead and kept me down with very
little force. I was choking and trying to spit out the blood,
and then I managed to turn my head to the right to spit out the
blood, which I did, and then what the creatures did to me, sir,
I don't know. All I do know is that the pain went away, and in
place of the pain, strange visions flooded my head, visions of
cities, some of which I recognized from my travels-but, cities
which were half-destroyed, the buildings having their tops blown
away, with windows like empty eye-sockets in a human skull. I
saw these visions again and again.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">All the buildings that I saw were half-drowned
in a reddish, muddish water. It was as if there had been a flood
and the buildings were sticking up out of this great flood, partly
destroyed by a disaster of some kind, and it was a terrible sight.
And then, before I knew it, one of the creatures, the one standing
next to my feet, drove something into my organ of manhood, but
here there was no pain, just a violent irritation, as if I was
making love to something or someone. And then, when the creature
withdrew the thing, which was like a small, black tube which it
had forced into my organ of manhood, I did something which produced
a strange result, and I did not do it intentionally. I think it
was-my bladder opened, and I urinated straight into the chest
of the creature which had pulled the thing out of my organ. And
if I had shot the creature, it would never have reacted as it
did. It jerked away and nearly fell, and then it recovered and
staggered away like a drunken insect, and left the room. I don't
know whether my urine did it; I don't know. But that is what happened.
Then, after a while, the other creatures went away, leaving me
with a dull pain in my nostril, with blood on my thigh, and the
table wet with urine. And the thing standing above my head had
not moved. It just stood there with it's right hand touching it's
left shoulder, in a strangely beautiful and feminine way. It stood
there looking at me.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">There was no expression in its face.
I never saw any of the creatures talk or make any sound of any
kind. All I do know is that they appeared to be mute. And then,
out of somewhere there arrived two other creatures, one of which
was made entirely out of metal. Even in my worst nightmares, I
still see this creature. It was tall. It was big. And the area
in which we were was too small for it. It walked with a slight
stoop, moving forward, and it was definitely not a living thing.
It was a metal creature, a robot of some kind. And it came and
it stood near my feet, its whole body clumsily bent, looking down
at me. There was no mouth. There was no nose. There were just
two bright eyes, which seemed to change color, and seemed to move
somehow, like the crackling of an electrical device. And then,
behind this huge, bent creature, came a creature which surprised
me. It was very, very, very, very swollen, sir, in appearance.
It had pink skin. It had a blondish, very human body. It had very
bright, blue, slanting eyes. It had hair which looked like nylon
fiber of some kind. It had high cheek-bones and an almost human
mouth, with full lips and a small, pointed chin. The creature,
sir, was definitely a female but like an artist and a painter,
which I am, and also a sculptor, I noticed that the creature was
totally out of proportion. It was wrong. First, its breasts were
thin and pointed, and set too high upon its chest, not where a
normal woman's breasts would be. Its body was powerful, almost
fat, but its legs were too short and its arms were too short in
proportion to the rest of its body. And it came towards me, looked
down at me, and before I knew what it was doing, somehow it mated
with me. It was a horrible experience, sir, even worse than what
had been done to me before. But even now, the trauma of that day
had affected my life even now, exactly 40 years later. And after
that, when the creatures had gone, leaving only the one creature
which had been standing about my head, the creature standing about
my head shook me by the hair, it gripped me by the head and forced
me to stand off the table and to get off the table. I did that,
and such was the state that I was in, that I fell onto my knees
and hands, onto the floor. And I noticed that that floor was strange.
It had moving patterns in it, which kept on changing and shifting-purple,
red, and greenish patterns, on a metal-grey background. And the
creature pulled me by the hair, again, forcing me to stand up,
and it pushed me roughly and made me follow it. Sir, it would
take too long for me to describe what I saw in that strange place,
as the creature pushed me, roughly, from room to room.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Even now my mind can't grasp what it
was that I saw. Amongst many things that I saw were huge cylindrical
objects, made of what appeared to be glass of some kind. And in
these object, cylinders, which reached from the roof to the floor
of the place we were going through, was what appeared to be a
sort-of a greyish-pink liquid. And in this liquid I saw small
editions of the alien creatures floating round and round, like
disgusting little frogs, inside this liquid. I couldn't understand
what it was that I was being shown. But then, in the last room
I was led through, I saw people, and other strange creatures,
which, even now, my mind can't make head or sense out of, lying
on the table. And I passed a White man, a real White man, who
smelled like a human being, was smelling of sweat, urine, excrement,
and fear. This White man was lying on a table like the one I had
been lying on, and I looked into his eyes and he looked into mine
as I went by. And then I found myself out in the bush. I found
that my trousers were missing. There was a terrible pain in my
left thigh. There was a pain in my penis which was starting to
swell, and when I tried to pass water, the pain was excruciating.
I took off my shirt and I used it as a loin-cloth and I walked
through the bush. I first met a group of young Rhodesian Black
people who guided me to my teacher's village. And when I arrived
outside that village, I smelled so horribly that every dog in
the village came yapping and snarling to tear me to pieces. And
it was only my teacher and her other students and the villagers
who saved me on that day. My teacher and the villagers were not
at all surprised by what I had to tell them. They accepted it,
sir. They said to me that what had happened to me had happened
to many other people before, and that I was lucky to return alive,
because many people have disappeared in that part of the land,
never to be seen again-White people, Black people, and so on.
Sir, I'm cutting a very long story short. In the year following,
1960, I was delivering parcels in the city of Johannesburg. You
see, I was working in a curio shop, when a White man shouted at
me to stop. I assumed that the White man was a secret policeman
who wanted to look into my identity documents. And when I tried
to produce the documents, he told me, angrily, that he didn't
want to see my stinking documents. Sir, he asked me this question:
"Listen, where the hell have I seen you before? Who are you?"
I said, "I am nobody, sir; I am just a working man."
He said, "Don't bullshit me, man; who the hell are you? Where
did I see you before?" And then I looked at him. I recognized
him-his long, straggly, golden-brown hair, his ridiculous mustache
and beard. I remembered him-his blue eyes blood-shot and naked-terror,
shining upon his eyes, and his skin as pale as that of a goat.
I said, "Meneer", which is the African's way. "Meneer-I
saw you in Rhodesia in a certain place underground." And
if I had hit that White man with my fist, he wouldn't have reacted
the way he did, sir. He turned away and walked with a terrible
expression, and he disappeared on the other side of the street.
Now, roughly, this is what happened to me, sir, but it is not
a unique experience at all. Since that time I met many, many,
many people who have had the identical experience that I said,
and most of them were traditional Black men and women who can
neither read nor write. They were coming to me to seek my help
as a shaman, but I was, myself, looking for somebody wiser than
I to tell me what had happened to me, exactly.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Because, sir, when I get caught by the
Mantindane, you become so traumatized, your life becomes so changed,
you become so embarrassed and ashamed of yourself, you develop
a self-hatred which you cannot understand, and there are subtle
changes in your life which make no sense to you. One: You develop
a strange love for humankind. You want to shake everybody by the
shoulders and say, "Hey, wake-up people; we are not alone.
I KNOW we are not alone!" And, you develop a feeling that
your life is no longer your own; and furthermore, you become compelled
with a strange edge to move from place to place, to travel. You
become worried about the future; you become worried about people.
And another thing, sir, which I hoped one day you would send people
to me to see for their own self: you develop knowledge which doesn't
belong to you. You develop an understanding of space, an understanding
of time and creation which makes no sense to you as a human being-it
is a state, after your terrible torture, after substances have
been removed from you, some kind of exchange takes place where
you suddenly know things that the Mantindane would know, which
ordinary human beings do not know. But, sir, I know that this
sharing of God often happens even when-for example, at one time,
in 1966, in South Africa, sir, I was arrested and rather savagely
interrogated by the security police. It was that time when every
Black intellectual, no matter who he or she was, had a visit from
these really nasty guys, who put you to torture, sometimes, who
used to put electrical devices on you, and ask you questions,
and so on. Sometimes, when these "human beings" were
torturing you, you often used to sense what they were thinking.
Somehow, when you are being tortured by human beings, not by Mantindane
only, there is a transference of thought. For example, when a
particularly nasty secret policeman was coming to beat you, you
KNEW what he was thinking, even before he burst into the room
in which you were held.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">You knew that he was coming, and you
knew exactly what he was thinking and what he intended to do to
you. So, this is why I say the strange things that flood my mind.
And what flooded my mind on that day were visions from the mind
of the Mantindane. Since that time-I am a man of only very limited
education-I found it hard to speak, let alone to write English.
I take long to say things which people of better English would
say in few words. But, my hands are capable of making things which
nobody ever taught me. I make engines, rocket engines that actually
work. I make guns, of any type I wish, and all people who know
me will tell you this and, Mr. David Icke, sir, might show you
pictures of what I've done around my new home. I have made large
robots out of scrap iron, and some of these robots are going to
work. I don't know where I acquired this knowledge from. And since
that terrible day, the visions I have seen since I was a child,
and the ordinary impressions which I have as a shaman, have grown
much more intense. I don't know why, and I want to know the reason
why. But I can tell you, sir, that these creatures, which people
wrongly call aliens, are not aliens at all. Over many years of
looking into this thing, trying to understand it, I can tell you
this: that the Mantindane, and the other kinds of alien beings
that our people know about, are sexually compatible with human
beings. The Mantindane are capable of impregnating African women.
And I have come across many cases of this during the last 30 years
or so. For example, according to our culture, abortion is regarded
as worse than murder. And if a tribal woman from a rural area
in South Africa is found to be pregnant by some unknown person,
and then her pregnancy disappears, that, sir, relative to that
woman, accuses her of having committed abortion, and yet she denies
this, of course. And because of the fight that results between
her and her relatives, the husband's relatives, then she challenges
these people who are accusing her to take her to a sangoma; that
is a person like myself.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">The sangoma will sometimes examine the
woman and, if the sangoma finds that the woman had been pregnant,
and had somehow had her fetus removed-a thing which, when it is
done by the Mantindane, results in specific injuries to the woman
which anyone with experience can recognize-then, the sangoma knows
that the woman is telling the truth. Also, the smell which clings
to people who have been through the hands of the Mantindane, that
meticulous man which is unforgetable, always clings to all women
who have been impregnated by the Mantindane, no matter how much
perfume or powder they try to use. So, that is why many such cases
land on the doorstep of my life.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Sangomas bring such people to me in large
numbers, because they think I am the best one to help in such
problems. So, in the last 40 years or so, I have received many
women who have actually been impregnated by the Mantindane and
their pregnancies mysteriously terminated, leaving the woman feeling
defiled, feeling guilty, and rejected by her family. It becomes
my duty to convince the family of the woman's innocence, to try
and heal the terrible spiritual and mental-as well as physical-trauma
that the woman has undergone, and to otherwise help her and her
members of the family, and forget what happened. No, sir; if these
aliens are from a far away planet, why are they able to impregnate
women? And why did that strange creature, which was naked, with
red pubic hair, which climbed over me on that working table, why
did it have an organ which, though slightly different from that
of a normal woman, was still a recognizable female organ? The
creature's organ was in the wrong place. It was slightly more
in the front, where that of normal woman is between the legs.
But it was recognizable, and it looked like a female organ. It
had hair like a woman's organ. So, sir, I believe that these so-called
aliens don't come from far away at all. I believe that they are
here with us, and I believe that they need substances from us,
just as some of us human beings use certain things from wild animals,
such as monkey glands, for certain selfish purposes of our own.
I believe, sir, that we should study this dangerous phenomenon
very, very, clearly and with objective minds. Far too many people
fall into the temptation of looking upon these "aliens"
as supernatural creatures. They are just solid creatures, sir.
They are like us; and, furthermore, I'm going to make a statement
here which will come as a surprise: the Grey aliens, sir, are
edible. Surprised? <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Please continue. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> I said, sir, the Grey aliens are edible. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Yes, I heard that and I'm anxious to.... <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Their flesh is protein, just as animal flesh
on Earth is, but, anyone who ingests Grey alien flesh comes very,
very close to death. I nearly did. You see, in Lesotho there is
a mountain called Laribe; it is called the Crying Stone mountain.
On several occasions, in the last 50 years or so, alien craft
have crashed against this mountain. And one last incident was
reported in the newspapers not so long ago.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">An African who believes that these creatures
are gods, when they find the corpse of a dead Grey alien, they
take it, put it in a bag, and drag it into the bush, where they
dismember it and ritually eat it.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">But some of them die as a result of ingesting
that thing. About a year before I had the experience from the
Inyangani Mountains, I had been given, by a friend of mine in
Lesotho, flesh from what he called a sky god. I was skeptical.
He gave me a small lump of grey, rather dry stuff, which he said
was the flesh. And he and I and his wife ritually ate this thing,
one night. After we had eaten this thing, sir, on the following
day, exactly, our bodies erupted into a rash which was like nothing
I had experienced in my life before. Our bodies were so full of
the rash and urticaria, it was as if we had small pox. We itched,
the itching was horrible, especially under the arm-pits and between
the legs, and the buttocks. Our tongues began to swell. We could
not breathe. And for a number of days, my friend, his wife and
I were totally helpless, secretly attended by initiates who were
studying under my friend, who was a shaman. I came very close
to death. There was bleeding from nearly every orifice in our
body. We passed blood, much blood when we went to the toilet.
We could barely walk, barely breathe. And after about 4 or 5 days,
the rash subsided, then the pealing of the skin took its place
now. Our skins began to peal, in scales like that of a snake shedding
it's skin. Sir, it was one of the most terrible experiences I
had undergone. In fact, when I began to feel better, I think that
my being abducted by the Mantindane was the direct result of my
having ingested flesh from one of these creatures. I had not believed
that what my friend was giving me was flesh from a creature. I
assumed it was some kind of root or herb or whatever. But, afterwards,
I recalled the taste of the thing. It had a coppery taste, and
had the same type of smell that I was to encounter in 1959. And,
after the rash went down-while I was still peeling and we were
smeared from head to foot with coconut oil by the initiates, every
day-a strange change came over us, sir, which I am asking all
people of knowledge who would read this in your country to try
and explain to me. We went crazy, sir, utterly crazy. We started
laughing like real loony tunes. It was ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, day
after day-for the slightest things we started laughing our heads
off, for hours, until you were nearly exhausted. And then the
laughing went away; and then a strange thing happened, a thing
which my friend said was the goal which those who ate the flesh
of a Mantindane wanted to achieve. It was as if we had ingested
a strange substance, a drug, a drug like no other on this Earth.
Suddenly, our feelings were heightened. When you drank water,
it was as if you had drunk a wine of some kind.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Water became as delicious as a man-made
drink. Food began to taste amazingly. Every feeling was heightened,
and it's indescribable-it was as if I was one with the very heart
of the universe. I cannot describe it any other way. And this
feeling of amazing intensity of feeling lasted for over 2 months.
When I listened to music, it was as if there was music behind
the music, behind the music. When I painted pictures-which is
what I do for a living-and when I was holding a particular color
on the tip of my brush, it was as if there were other colors in
that color. It was an indescribable thing, sir. Even now I cannot
describe it. But let me now, sir, go to something else. The Mantindane
are not the only alien beings that we Africans have seen and know
about, and have got stories to tell about. Many, many, many centuries
ago, before the first White-man came to Africa, we African people
encountered a race of alien beings which looked exactly like the
European White-man who were going to invade Africa in our future.
These alien creatures are tall. Some of them are rather well built,
like athletes, and they have slightly slanting blue eyes and high
cheek-bones. And they have got golden hair, and they look exactly
like the Europeans of today, with one exception: their fingers
are beautifully made, long and like those of musicians and artists.
Now, these creatures came to Africa out of the sky, in craft which
looked like the boomerang of the Australian people. Now, when
one of these craft comes down to land, it creates a whirlwind
of dust, which makes a very large sound indeed, like that of a
tornado. In the language of some African tribes, a whirlwind is
zungar-uzungo. Now, our people gave several names to these White-skinned
aliens.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">They called them Wazungu, a word which
loosely means "god" but literally means "people
of the dust-devil or the whirlwind". And, our people were
familiar with these Wazungu from the start. They saw them, and
they saw that some-in fact, many-of these Wazungu carry what appears
to be a sphere made of crystal or glass, a sphere which they always
playfully bounce like a ball in their hands. And when a force
of warriors tries to capture a Wazungu, the Wazungu throws this
ball into the air, catches it in his hands, and then disappears.
But, some Wazungu were captured by Africans in the past and forcibly
kept prisoner in the villages of chiefs, and in the caves of shamans.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">The person who had captured the Muzungu,
as he is called in singular, had to make sure that he kept the
glass-globe well-hidden from the Wazungu. So long as he kept the
globe hostage, the Muzungu could not escape. And when Africans
saw the real Europeans, the White men from Europe, they transferred
to them the name Wazungu. Before we met the people from Europe,
we Africans, we had met White-skinned Wazungu, and we transferred
the name Wazungu to the real Europeans, from the aliens. Now,
in the Zulu language, we call a White man Umlungu. Now, the word
Umlungu means exactly the same as Wazungu, "a god or a creature
which creates a big whirlwind underground". In Zaire, called
now the Democratic Republic of the Congo, White people are called
Watende or Walende. This, again, means "a god or a White
creature". And, the word Watende not only is used to refer
to the pink-skinned alien, but is also used to refer to the field
Chitauli. In Zaire, when shamans talk fearfully about the lords
who control the Earth, they refer to them not as Chitauli, but
they refer to them euphemistically as Watende-wa-muinda-that is,
"the White creature which carries a light" because at
night the Chitauli's forehead eyes glow like red lights in the
dense bush. They glow like the rear lights of an automobile in
the dense bush. So, a Watende-wa-muinda "the White creature
of the light", that is what the Chitauli are called in the
Democratic Republic of the Congo. There are over 24 other alien
creatures, sir, that we Africans know about, but I will tell you
briefly, now, about only two. Sir, in the country called Zimbabwe,
where I had my encounter in 1959, there is also another creature.
This is the most amazing creature, and I saw it once, and so did
several other people, some Black and some White, who were with
me. This creature is a huge creature, and shaped exactly like
a gorilla, but it is unlike a gorilla, which often walks on its
feet, as well as on its knuckles.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">The creature I'm talking about, sir,
stands about 8 feet or 9 feet high, and is built exactly like
a gorilla, but its body is very powerful. Its shoulders are very
wide, it's neck is very thick. It is covered with thick, rough
fur, like no other wild animal in Africa. It is a humanoid creature,
with thighs and legs and feet, as well as arms and hands which
look exactly like those of a human being, only covered with a
heavy mat of dark-brown fur. This creature, sir, is known as Ogo
by the people of Zimbabwe. And schools of people have seen this
creature, hundreds over the many generations. Some of these creatures
have been seen right here in South Africa, in isolated bushy and
mountainous places. And these Ogo are, detail for detail, exactly
like what the Native American people of the Northwestern United
States call a Sasquatch or Bigfoot. In fact, I say it is the same
creature and we have it right here in southern Africa. It is also
exactly the same creature, but with a totally different skin color,
as the one that is seen by the people of Nepal on the slopes of
the Himalaya mountains, the creature that is called a Yeti. Now,
then, the last creature, sir, a creature which is so well known
in South Africa, and elsewhere in Africa, that if you mention
its name, people smile. It is called a Tokoloshe. Every African
knows what a Tokoloshe is. Some call it Tikoloshe. It looks like
a very nasty looking teddy-bear in appearance, in that it's head
is like that of a teddy-bear, but it has got a thick, sharp, bony
ridge on top of its head. The ridge goes from above its forehead
to the back of its head, and with this ridge it can knock down
an ox by butting it with its head. This creature causes the Black
people in certain places to raise their beds on bricks, one brick
laid on top of the other one, about 3 feet above the ground. And
you find this all over South Africa. This Tokoloshe likes to play
with children, and has been seen hundreds of times by school children,
in various parts of South Africa, even in recent times. Sometimes
it will terrorize children by scratching them as they sleep, leaving
long, parallel scratches on a child's back and upon a child's
thighs, scratches that become infected and itch terribly. About
two years ago, a creature like this terrorized a whole school
of children in Soweto, near Johannesburg. And the school children
called it pinky-pinky. Now, this creature is not only known in
South Africa amongst Black people, it is also known, sir, amongst
Polynesian people of Hawaii, and other islands in the Pacific.
These people lift their huts, their grass houses, on stilts, to
the height exactly that Africans lift their bed. When you ask
a Polynesian, "Why do you built your huts like this?"
The Polynesian will say, "We want to protect ourselves from
Tiki." Now, this is interesting, sir-that a creature exactly
like the one seen in South Africa is also seen on some Pacific
islands, and the name by which it is known in the Pacific, Tiki,
is very close to the African word Tikiloshe, or Tokoloshe. One
day I hope to share more of this information with your readers,
but my appeal, again, is this: Please investigate! Please, let
us investigate! Let us stop being too skeptical. Excessive skepticism
is just as dangerous and as evil as gullibility. Nobody can tell
me that aliens don't exist. Let someone tell me, what is the meaning
of this hole in my side? Let someone tell me, why is it that after
I had been mated to that strange creature, in that strange place,
my organ of manhood swelled horribly, and for many years after
that I couldn't make love to an ordinary woman, properly.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Why? If that was a figment of my imagination,
how can a figment of one's imagination leave you with scars and
cracks on your male organ, some of which have not healed to this
date? Let such people answer me that question. We must investigate,
sir, because there is every sign that the alien creatures sharing
this planet with us are getting desperate. Why? Because, you see,
there is a great fight shaping up, and anyone who thinks deeply
about such things can see this fight coming. What am I talking
about? Sir, until 30 or 40 years ago, very few people cared about
the environment. Very few people were concerned about the destruction
of the rain forests in Africa and elsewhere.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Very few people were concerned when White
hunters, who, at that time were regarded as heroes, massacred
Africa's animals in the thousands.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Very few people were concerned when the
great nations of the world, such as the United States, Russia,
Britain, and France, openly tested nuclear weapons in many parts
of the world. Today there are people who would spit at a big-game
hunter if he showed himself in a hotel and announced what he was.
Today a big-game hunter is no longer looked upon as a hero, but
rather as a murderer.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Today there are men and women, Black
and White, who are prepared to risk their lives to save trees,
to save animals, and to stop the insanity of testing nuclear weapons.
Sir, what does this tell you? It tells you that, after many thousands
of years of being dominated by alien creatures, human beings are
starting to fight back. Human beings are starting to care about
the world in which they live and in which they find themselves.
But, the aliens, the Chitauli, the Mantindane-call them what you
will-are not going to take that lying down. They are going to
punish us, as they did centuries before. The aliens once destroyed
a nation whose name has come down to us Africans as the nation
of Amariri. It is said that the kings of Amariri, this fabulous
country which we believed lay beyond the setting of the Sun, were
refusing to do what the Chitauli were telling them to do. The
kings, at that time, were refusing to sacrifice their children
to the Chitauli. They were refusing to make war on fellow human-beings,
in order to sustain the Chitauli, with their god's image. It is
said that the Chitauli brought down a fire from Heaven. They took
fire from the Sun itself and they used it to burn that great civilization
away. They caused earthquakes and tidal waves and destroyed the
great civilization of the Red people of the long green hair, who
are said to have been the first people ever to be created on this
Earth. It is said that the Chitauli allowed only a few surviving
people to escape the destruction of Amariri, and that they are
prepared to do this again in the very near future. I'm worried
about what is going to happen in other countries in the world.
All these earthquakes, which have caused the destruction of human
life in the Middle East and in parts of Africa and India, why
does my heart feel frightened when I read about all this? These
earthquakes are happening with unnatural regularity now, in Egypt,
in Armenia, and one of these earthquakes was so powerful, it went
right through the planet Earth and caused a very sacred rock in
Namibia, a rock known as the Finger of God, which has been standing
for tens of thousands of years, to collapse in a heap of rubble.
And when that rock collapsed, I received many worried letters
from sangomas who believed that because this rock had fallen,
then the end of the world was very, very near. Is there a question,
please? <br />
<b>Martin:</b>I read your poem, your pledge. In your pledge you
mention the name Jabulon. Can you explain who that is? <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Jabulon, sir, is a very strange god. He is
supposed to be the leader of the Chitauli. He is a god, to my
great surprise, which I find certain groups of White people, especially,
worshipping.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">We have known about Jabulon for many,
many centuries, we Black people. But I am surprised that there
are White people who worship this god, and these people, amongst
them are people whom many have blamed for all the things that
have happened on this Earth, namely, the Freemason people. We
believe that Jabulon is the leader of the Chitauli. He is the
Old One. And one of his names, in the African language, sir, is
Umbaba-Samahongo-"the lord king, the great father of the
terrible eyes"-because we believe that Jabulon has got one
eye which, if he opens it, you die if he looks at you. It is said,
sir, the Umbaba ran away from an eastern land during a power struggle
with one of his sons, and he took refuge in Central Africa, where
he hides in a cave, deep underground. And it is an amazing thing,
sir-it is said that under the Mountains of the Moon in Zaire is
this great city of copper, of many thousands of shining buildings.
There dwells the god Umbaba or Jabulon. And this god is waiting
for the day when the surface of the Earth will be cleared of human
beings so that he, and his children, the Chitauli, can come out
and enjoy the heat of the Sun. And, one day, sir, I had a very
unexpected visit while I was living in Soweto, near Johannesburg.
I was visited by priests from Tibet. One of these priests, I'm
sure you have met him or you know of him.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">His name is Akyong Rinpochce. He is one
of the leading Tibetan priests in England who was exiled with
the Dalai Lama, and he visited me one day while I was in my medicinal
village in Soweto. And one of the things that Akyong Rinpochce
asked me was, "Do I know of a secret city which is somewhere
in Africa, a city made of copper?" I said, "But, Akyong,
you are describing the city of Umbaba, the city of the unseen
god, the god who hides underground. How do you know about this?"
And Akyong Rinpochce, who is a very serious investigator of strange
phenomena, told me that at one time the great Lama left Tibet
with a group of followers and came to Africa searching for this
city. And the Lama, and his followers, were never seen again.
They never returned back to Tibet. Now, sir, we have got stories
in central and southern Africa about little Yellow men who came
to Africa looking for the city of Umbaba, the city from which
you cannot return alive. What is amazing, sir-I don't know whether
this falls within the orbit of your newspaper, but-there are very,
very disturbing stories which I have followed-up here in South
Africa, stories which make no sense to me. (Break for a few minutes.)
<br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Hello. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Yes, Credo. May I just say that I am very appreciative
of your taking this time to talk with me, and I realize it's difficult.
<br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> I appreciate the honor that you are doing
me, much more than you realize. And I know how White people often
treat anyone who talks on the subject that I am talking about,
as weird. Sir, I really shouldn't be exposing myself to public
ridicule, as I am, but, our people ARE DYING! Not only do we have
problems with drugs in southern Africa, not only do we have problems
with crime in my country, which is getting a thousand times more
vicious than it ever was before, not only do we have problems
with AIDS, sir, but we also have got weird problems which often
come our way-problems which, when you study them together, show
you that something unearthly is going on in southern Africa. Can
I share this thing with you, sir? <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Yes, please. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Sir, according to my culture it is very rude
for one man simply to talk to another man without giving that
other man the chance to talk back to him. So, out of respect of
your paper and of you, I would like to ask you, in your country,
the United States, do you have strange stories about underground
structures which are built-because we are having similar stories
in South Africa, and with us they are having very strange results,
indeed. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Yes, there are many stories of underground-we call
them underground bases, actually, and, in fact, in the newspaper
I was associated with earlier, we published an entire edition
on exposing the locations of those underground bases. Not only
that.... <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> There is exactly the same thing here in South
Africa, and there has been for a number of years. I was able to
confirm one to my own satisfaction, but I have failed to confirm
others. You see, sir, a man like me, who walks two worlds-the
African mystical world, as well as the modern, down-to-Earth world-must
be careful of what he says. But, about 5 years ago, I was living
in the little town of Masikeng, a very historical town which was
the site of a famous siege by the Boors, in the war of 1899-1902.
It was in this town, sir, that the Scout movement, the Boy Scout
movement, was founded by Captain Powell. I'm sure you've heard
about him. But, while I was living in Masinkeng, a number of people
came to me, ordinary tribesmen and women, sir, some of them totally
illiterate. These people complained to me that their relatives
had mysteriously disappeared. They wanted me to divine where their
relatives have gone to. And, I asked these people, all of whom
did not know each other, where did your relatives disappear? These
people had told me an incredible story, and it was this: Not far
from Masikeng there is a famous place which I'm sure you have
heard about, a place which we call the Las Vegas of South Africa.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">This is the famous casino/hotel complex
called Sun City. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Yes. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> I was told that under Sun City strange mining
operations were in progress, deep underground, and that many of
the Africans who worked in those mines disappeared and never returned
home again, although their paychecks kept on being sent to their
family. The men never returned home, as ordinary miners do. Now,
I looked into this phenomenon, sir, and, like a fool, I refused
to believe it. And then more stories came my way, because when
an African is in deep trouble, he or she always looks for a sangoma
to find the reason behind the trouble. Sir, the other story was
this, and this one I found to be a shocking truth-that there was
construction across the border from South Africa, in the land
known as Botswana. There, the Americans were working with African
labor, who had been sworn to secrecy. The Americans were building
there a secret airport which can take modern jet fighters. Now,
I couldn't believe this. Again, I was told that many had mysteriously
disappeared there-ordinary tribesmen, sir, not even educated Black
people; ordinary workers have gone missing. And when their relatives
try to find out where they had gone, they are met with stone-cold
silence. Now, I wanted to have a look at this thing, and one thing
that made me act was that a strange story swept through South
Africa, that a South African jet aircraft, a jet fighter, had
shot down a flying saucer. And the jet fighter had been scrambled
from this secret base. Now, sir, I decided to investigate because
my credibility as a shaman and as a sangoma was at stake. I went
to Botswana. It was very easy.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">You can still cross through the wire
and get into that country. The borders are not as heavily sealed
in certain places as many people would think. I went there with
some friends and I found that there was such a base in Botswana,
not underground, but on the surface. It is an aircraft base, but
Black people are afraid of even being seen near there because
it is said that you will disappear if you get too close to the
place, and the man who took us there didn't want to come near
that place. I studied it from far away, and it does exist, and
the man said if we got any nearer to the place, we would disappear.
Which is a very odd thing, sir, because there are many military
bases all over South Africa, and in Botswana, but this particular
one fills the local people with deep terror. Why this would be
so, I'm still struggling to find out, even now, because there
are too many strange things going on in my country, and they are
affecting the lives of many of our people very badly indeed. Now,
there is another thing, sir: It is that one of the things that
the Chitauli like to do in their underground caves, where many
fires are always kept ablaze, we are told, is that when a Chitauli
gets sick and starts to lose a large area of skin on his body,
it is said that there is a disease that the Chitauli suffer from
which causes them to lose large areas of their skin, leaving only
raw flesh. When the Chitauli gets sick this way, a young girl,
a virgin, is usually kidnapped by the servant of the Chitauli
and is brought to the underground place. There the girl is bound,
hand and foot, and wrapped in a golden blanket, and is forced
to lie next to the Chitauli, the sick Chitauli, week after week,
being well fed and well cared for, but kept bound hand and foot,
and only released at certain times to relieve herself. It is said
that after the sick Chitauli shows signs of getting better, then
the human girl is manipulated into trying to escape. She is given
a chance to escape, a chance which is really not a chance. Then,
when the girl escapes, she runs, but she is pursued over a long
distance underground by flying creatures which are made of metal,
and she is recaptured when she reaches the height of fear and
exhaustion. Then she is laid on an altar, usually a rough rock,
flat on top.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Then, she is cruelly sacrificed, sir,
and her blood is drunk by the sick Chitauli, which then recovers.
But, the girl must not be sacrificed until she is very, very,
very frightened, because if she is not frightened, it is said
that her blood will not save the sick Chitauli. It must be the
blood of a very frightened human being, indeed. Now, this habit
of chasing a victim was also practiced by ordinary African cannibals,
sir. In Zulu-land, in the last century, there were cannibals who
used to eat people, and their descendants, even today, will tell
you, if they trust you, that the flesh of the human being who
has been frightened and made to run over a great distance, while
trying to escape, tastes far better than the flesh of someone
who was simply killed. Now, sir, some time ago here in South Africa-and
it is still an ongoing process-5 White girls disappeared. They
were school-girls, sir. These school-girls were, every one of
them, a highly talented child-either a child who showed signs
of developing spiritual power, or a child who was a leader of
her class in one particular thought or subject of learning. Five
such children disappeared in South Africa.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">It was a very big story in the newspaper
and, at one time, White people came to me and persuaded me to
try and trace these children. And one day a White man brought
to me a rubber toy belonging to a White child who had disappeared.
And I took the rubber toy in my hands and I noticed that the creature's
eyes appeared to move. It was as if the rubber toy, a toy dinosaur,
was about to burst into tears.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">I felt very bad, as if I could stand
up and run away. And then I told this White man, "Listen
to me: The child who held this toy is dead.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">What are you trying to do to me? This
child is dead. I feel it." And the White man, who was a television
producer, took the toy, the school books, and the jersey, and
he went away. And, sure enough, the White school child was found
dead, buried in a shallow grave next to a road. Now, other people
came to me asking for my help in finding their missing children.
Are they dead? Are they alive? Before I could do anything, sir-at
that time I still had a telephone in my home-my telephone started
ringing and people with very angry voices, White people voices,
shouted at me and told me to stop helping those people. They told
me that if I don't stop, acid would be thrown into my wife's face,
and that my children would be murdered, one after the other. And,
sure enough, sure enough, my youngest son was brutally stabbed,
almost to death, one day, by mysterious people whom his friends
later told me had been White-skinned people. And so, I stopped,
sir. I am told, reliably, that over 1,000 children disappear in
South Africa, almost every month. And they disappear, never to
be seen again. Many people, especially in the newspaper field,
think that this is the result of child prostitution rackets. But
I do not think so. The children-if you check the history of many
of these children, they were not ordinary street children, sir.
They are school children who stand out in their class, because
of certain subjects at which they are good, or, who stand out
in their class because of thoughts which they are good at. Not
only that, sir, but ordinary women have disappeared this way,
in Masikeng, also, at more or less the same time that the 5 White
children disappeared. In Masikeng, two Black school teachers,
female school teachers, disappeared in their car and were never
seen again.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">But I don't want to burden you, sir,
with this terrible story. But let me tell you one last thing:
After the disappearance of the 5 White school children, the police
arrested a priest, a reverend of the White Reform Church, Reverend
Van Rooyen. It was said that it was Van Rooyen who was responsible
for the disappearance of these poor White school kids. And, he
had been assisted by his girlfriend, who hand-picked these children.
Before Van Rooyen could appear in court, a very strange thing
happened. He and his girlfriend were shot in their little vehicle,
a little 4x4 truck. And, after they had been shot, the truck managed
to come to a stop-a thing that a moving truck never does-and I
was told, afterwards, by a White woman who knew Van Rooyen, that
Van Rooyen and his woman had not committed this crime as the police
had said to the newspapers. They had actually been murdered. Why?
Because Van Rooyen was found with a gunshot wound in his right
temple, and yet, all of the people who knew him knew that he had
been a left-handed man. So, who murdered Van Rooyen and his woman?
It is one of the biggest and the ugliest mysteries in South Africa
to date. There is more, much more along these lines, but I won't
waste your time with it. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>When we were talking about the Greys, you talked
about the Chitauli. You had described them, the reptilians-now
correct me if I'm wrong-were you describing them as tall, thin,
large-headed, large-eyed beings? <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Yes, sir. They are tall. They walk with a-you
see, the Grey aliens walk with a jerking motion, sir, as if there
is something wrong with their legs. But, the Chitauli walk very
gracefully, like trees gently swaying in the wind. They are tall.
They have large heads. Some of them have got horns all around
their heads. Now, let me express amazement, there exists-that
in one of the films that recently appeared in South Africa, a
Star Wars film, the latest one, shows a character EXACTLY like
a Chitauli, exactly! It's got horns all around it's head. These
are the warrior Chitauli. The royal Chitauli have got no horns
around their head, but have got a darker ridge reaching from above
their forehead to their back. They are very graceful creatures,
we are told, sir, but they have got-their little finger is a claw
which is a very sharp, straight claw, which they use to punch
into human noses, in order to drink human brains in one of their
rituals. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Now, are they fair skinned? <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> They are not pink skinned. They are white-skinned,
like paper, almost like certain types of cardboard. Their skin
is like that, it is the skin, definitely, of scaly, reptile-like
creatures. Their foreheads are very large, bulging, and they look
highly, highly intelligent. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Now, it's been said-I've heard that these beings
are very controlling and they thrive on "divide and conquer".
<br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Yes, they do, sir. They set human being against
human being. I could give you many amusing examples, using some
African language, how the Chitauli are said to have divided human
beings. They like-do you know who they like, sir? They like religious
fanatics. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>(Laughter) <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Ones who are burdened by too much religion
are very popular with the Chitauli. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Well, now, I can't help but wonder if the Chitauli
are prevalent in the United States because of the large number
of underground bases. In the United States, alone, the numbers
of missing children are so astronomically high that the White-slave
trade does not answer those questions. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Yes, sir, I agree. But, I'm sorry, sir, I
feel that it is in Africa that something very funny is designed
to happen. Let me tell you what happened to me, recently, sir.
We still have a little time. I won't be long, one minute or less.
<br />
<b>Martin:</b>No, no-that's fine. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> When I started talking to Mr. David Icke,
and it was (when) Mr. Icke started speaking about me in Cape Town,
I received a visit from 3 White people who pretended to be from
South America.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">These people told me that something is
going to happen on the 9th of this month, on 9-9-99. They said
that this was going to happen in Lake Titicaca, a place which
I once visited about 2 years ago. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>A very special place. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Yes, sir. And then, these people told me,
when we were speaking-these people, sir, speaking through an interpreter-told
me that Africa is the country where something is going to happen
soon which will decide the fate of all humankind. And then, we
parted on very friendly words, sir, but these people had left
me a letter which I did not open until a few hours after they
had left. And in this letter was written that I should not attend
David Icke's talk, and that a strange person called Alia Czar
was watching me. I don't know who Alia Czar is. And they said
to me-these people had said to me when we met-that they were under
a great lord called Melchizedek. And, after I'd read this threatening
letter, which threatened that if I talked, my wife, who is sick
of cancer in hospital, is going to die if I talked. Then, I began
to wonder. Who were these people? Then, because I've been to South
America before, I found that the Spanish language with which they
were speaking was different from the language, the Spanish which
is spoken in South America. These people were using Spanish from
Spain, and not the slightly weakened Spanish from South America.
Even now, sir, that threat is still hanging over my head and,
may I point out, sir, a strange thing which whoever you will send
to me one day will see for themself: my wife is sick of cancer
in the hospital, which is the largest hospital in South Africa,
sir. And in one of the x-rays taken of my wife's womb, a strange
metal device was seen-of a kind which has puzzled doctors. I spoke
to my wife. I asked her, "Who put this object, which the
x-rays have seen, in her womb." My wife said nobody had ever
touched her, and nobody had ever inserted anything into her. But
this artifact, sir, which is clearly marked in the x-ray, and
is clearly indicated with an arrow, is first seen in one x-ray
plate, disappears for the next 2 plates, and is seen on the 4th
plate again. I've been wondering very, very much about this. No
matter what we may think, sir, there are strange things going
on in this world and they require an agent, investigation, and
explanation. What is this strange device, which the doctors cannot
identify, doing inside the uterus of a 65-year-old woman? My wife
is suffering, and I can lose her at any time now, because I can't
even get her out of hospital. Who put this device in her uterus,
and why? I will never know the answer, not in this world. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>I'm very sorry to hear about your wife having cancer.
I just lost my mother last year to cancer and I know that is a
very painful struggle. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Yes, sir, it is. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>So, I am very sorry that you are going through that.
<br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Through the training as a Zulu step-son warrior,
we have got something like the Japanese Samuri which we call the
Kaway, which is a Sun warrior. When a Sun warrior, who is trained
like I am, undergoes a terrible experience, he must channel the
pain caused by that experience into cold, battle anger, in order
to overcome the grief he feels. And, at this moment, sir, I am
aggrieved about what is happening in my country; about what's
happening to my people; about what's happening to my wife, who
is also my half-sister. You see, ours is what was called a sacred
marriage between a man, a sanusi, a shaman, and his half-sister.
And, the wife I'm about to lose is my half-sister. Our father
is one man, although our mothers were different. You know, sir,
I feel a cold rage that Africa is being destroyed. I feel, sir,
a cold rage that my people are being destroyed by forces which,
when you study them, you find are totally alien. And, here, let
me share with you, sir, one last thing, please, which will make
your readers understand why I am feeling what I am feeling now.
As you know, sir, there is AIDS going like a silent fire through
South Africa. And, last year, I found, to my horror, that one
of my six children, my 21-year-old daughter, is HIV positive.
Sir, I feel a cold rage in my heart that we are allowing an alien
disease that came from we know not where, a disease which anyone,
with any thought, realizes was manufactured somewhere in order
to destroy large swaths of humankind. When I look into my daughter's
eyes, sir, I feel a chill. I've got two daughters, grown-up, young
women, and she is the last. The other one is short and dumpy,
and a loving-a lovely African girl with a big backside and big
breasts. But this girl, who is dying of this disease, is slender,
dark-skinned like my mother, and she is very beautiful, even by
European standards-and I cannot look into my child's eyes and
see what I read there: a resignation, a why? Why? If AIDS was
a natural disease, sir, I would accept it, because man must live
side-by-side with illness in this world. But a child, you spend
years educating and bringing-up, suddenly being snuffed-out before
your eyes, by a disease made by evil people, I want to tear somebody's
eyes out for what I've seen happening. I'm sorry, sir. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>I understand. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> We must look into this thing. Is there one
last question you would like to ask? <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Yes. I would like to go back to the copper city
for a moment. It would seem that this Jabulon would be the equivalent
of what, in the West, we call Satan. Would you say that? <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> I think so, yes, sir. He is the chief of the
Chitauli. And, like Satan, he lives in a house underground where
great fires are always lighted, to keep him warm. Because, we
are told, that after the great war they fought with God, they
became cold in their blood and they cannot stand freezing weather,
which is why they require human blood, and also they require fire
always to be kept working where they are. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Well it's been said, in the recent video tape that
David Icke has put out, that the shape-shifting reptilians, in
order to maintain their faÁade, their cover, their human-like
appearance, they must drink human blood. And there is something
about the blond gene, apparently. Now, I don't know what... <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Yes. Mr. David Icke shared that a little with
me, sir. He told me that, repeatedly, golden-haired people get
sacrificed by the Chitauli , and then I told him, in my turn,
what I know from Africa. You see, sir, not all Africans have got
black hair. There are Africans who are regarded as very holy,
as very sacred. These are Africans who are born with natural red
hair. These Africans are believed to be very spiritually powerful.
Now, in Africa, such people, albeamers or red-headed Africans,
were the most victims of sacrifice, especially when they were
just entering maturity-whether they were males or females. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Now, when you were able to see the eyes beneath
the Grey alien's exterior, would you say that those were reptilian
beings underneath that cover? <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Yes, sir, exactly. I will tell you why. There
is a snake here in South Africa which is called a Mamba. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Yes, very deadly. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> It is one of the most poisonous snakes that
you can find. It has got eyes EXACTLY like those of a Chitauli
and of a Mantindane. And so has a Python, sir. A crocodile's eyes
are very ET-looking, and they don't look as hypnotic and as piercing
as those of a Mamba or a Python. If you can image, sir, the eye
of a Python, magnified about 10 times, then you have got exactly
what a Chitauli's eyes look like. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Well, it is said, and I believe this to be true,
that there is a-for lack of a better way of putting it-there is
a war between Light and Dark, Good and Evil, on this planet. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Yes. Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Yes. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>And there certainly is a God in His Universe, a
God of Light and Justness. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Yes, sir. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>How does your culture, how do you view the intervention
of God through His Hosts, through His Representatives? In all
things there must be a balance, and that includes on planet Earth-as
above, so below. How do you see-for many readers, they can read
about this all, and it sounds very frightening and very, almost,
hopeless-and yet, there certainly is hope. So, I would like to
end this interview on a message of hope. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Yes. Please, sir, there IS hope! Look, first
of all, there IS a God above us. And this God is more real than
most of us believe. God is not a figment of someone's imagination.
God is not something dreamt-up by old men and old women in prehistoric
times.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">God exists, sir. But standing between
us and God are creatures who claim to be gods. And these creatures
we must get rid of in order to get closer to God. Sir, I have
lived a long and very strange life, and I can tell you that there
is a God, and He is intervening. However, we see God's intervening
as slow, but wait: Who would have thought that less than 30 years
ago, not one person cared about the environment. Who put this
sudden Godliness within all of us? Today, sir, people everywhere
in the world are standing up and fighting for the rights of women
and for the rights of children. Who has put these ideas into our
minds? Not the Chitauli, not any demonic entity, it is God acting
in the shadow and making us strong and able to resist these ugly
creatures. You see, sir, God seems to work slowly in our eyes,
because God lives in a time-sphere totally different from our
own. God is there. God is working. And it is God, sir, who, for
the first time in our existence, is making us aware of these things,
making us aware that on this world we are not alone, and that
we must be soul-ly and solely responsible for our actions, and
we must neutralize these alien beings who for years have led us
around in circles. Human beings have never known any real progress,
sir, because there have been forces that have been stopping us
from reaching our rightful position in the universe, and I mean
the Chitauli, I mean the Mantindane, I mean the Midzimu. We must
stop regarding these creatures as super-human creatures. They
are just parasites who need us more than we need them. And only
a fool will ever deny the fact that we are not the only intelligent
species of being that this planet has produced. All over Africa
there is overwhelming evidence that once there were gigantic human
beings who walked this planet, in the days of the dinosaur. There
are footprints in granite, each one 6 foot long by 3 wide, footprints
of mature human beings, sir, which date back thousands of years,
millions of years. Where did these giants go to? Who knows; the
dinosaurs may have produced an intelligent race, a race which
deceives us into thinking that it comes from the stars, when in
fact it is part of this planet on which we live. There is hope,
and the hope is very bright. A Christ-child is being born in all
of us, but like all deaths, the death of the Light-child (the
death of the old-self prior to transformation into "Christness")
is going to be attended by great danger, as the enemy is going
to be driven into desperation. The enemy will make mistakes and
we will conquer him in God's sacred name. That is what I believe,
sir, and that is what I'm going to hold-on believing until my
last breath. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>And that is a perfect place to end this-on that
thought, on that note. Now, let me just say, just for you, since
1974, I have seen many, many spaceships, close-up (though not
inside nor by abduction). I have experienced-in the mountains
of southern Oregon-I have come across Bigfoot footprints... <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Ah-hah! <br />
<b>Martin:</b>...by a river where I was camping. I have heard
the Bigfoot in the mountains at night. I have heard their cries...
<br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Ya-ya! You see? <br />
<b>Martin:</b>...from one mountain to another. These are things
I have experienced. I KNOW these things are real! <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Yes, sir. Then, I speak to a fellow warrior,
and I say, "We shall overcome", as the American Marines
used to sing during the Second World War. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Yes, and during the Vietnam War. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> We will overcome, we will overcome, but skeptics
must stop laughing, and fools must stop calling these aliens,
god.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">There is only ONE God, and He or She
or It is the One who created us, and not some impostor who came
from somewhere else to hide behind us and to drink our children's
blood. Amen, sir. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Yes, absolutely right. Credo, please know that I
deeply appreciate what you have done and the courage of just speaking
frankly. It's past time to hold onto these things, and it's time
to just speak The Truth. And for those who don't believe or even
consider possibilities, well, it's just too bad. <br />
<b>Credo Mutwa:</b> Exactly, and also to confront people with
the fact that there is no reason to fear anything. If we go from
a perspective of making information available that should be available
to every single person on this blooming planet, why the hell are
they trying to threaten you to keep quiet? If it's so ridiculous,
let it be. Stop assassinating and ridiculing and destroying people
by churning-up fear. This is the perspective I come from, and
I'm sure David, as well, and obviously you, as well, do too. I
don't have fear anymore. It's time that we speak out and that
we acquire a consciousness-a global, common consciousness-and
get this thing to the front. Thank you, so much, I really appreciate
it. <br />
<b>Martin:</b>Absolutely right. Thank you.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-73280022230053305372013-04-23T16:58:00.000-07:002013-04-23T17:00:02.821-07:00Credo Mutwas HIV Remedy<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #0033cc;">Credo:</span></b>
"I wish to appeal to the world. First, I am not a quack or a charlatan
or a sensationalist. I am an old man who has seen much. I wish the world
to know that there is a faint ray of hope that emanates from South
Africa.<br />
<br />
It is a plant which is almost on the point of extinction, a plant
called 'Suderlandia Fructosate'. This plant works miracles on people who
have the terrible disease called Aids. And it is so miraculous that the
miracles are seen within a week or a fortnight. A person, who was lying
down on the point of death, when given this plant, rises and has much
energy and is free of depression and has a good appetite. And I feel
that as a nation, as a matter of world emergency, because the big
scientists have not produced a viable safe treatment for aids. I say
that this plant should be planted by all caring governments, by all
caring organisations and that it should be given to human beings free of
charge.<br />
<br />
You don't have do anything with the plant. You are going to laugh
about this. You plant the plant okay, but then you take the little
leaves and the red flowers from it and you put them in a tea cup and you
pour much boiling water on it. And then you let the cup stand there,
like tea you know, and you just drink, the patient just drinks.<br />
<br />
You can take them straight from the garden. You don't need to dry them first?
because if you dry them too much they somehow loose some of their good spirit. Now this is all you do.<br />
<br />
You know, what I say is this. I can't cure the people of Africa
without curing the
people of the Caribbean, because Aids is running around the world.
If I cure the people here and they get better, more Aids will come in
and eat the same people whom I tried to cure. So the whole world must be
cured.<br />
<br />
You need to take a fine sandpaper and sandpaper each little seed.
The seeds are very tiny, tinier than grape seeds. And you sandpaper each
seed and you plant it in a small flower pot. And you allow it to grow
until it is about maybe four inches, three inches high. Then you take it
and you plant it in the big veld (grassland). You can make a big
garden, maybe twenty acres or so and you plant there. They just grow.
There are farmers who have already planted them but they are too few.
This is a world emergency and we must not be selfish.<br />
<br />
In the last few years or so there has been many claims made by
people about plants and herbs, which they say are beneficial in the
fight against aids. Some of these claims have proven to be false and at
best have proven to be exaggerations. But in South Africa there is plan,
which is on the brink of extinction.<br />
<br />
This plant is called by white people in English 'Suderlandia
Fructosate'. This plant
is also called by the Afrikaans people 'kankerbos', which means
cancer bush or 'kalkoenbos', which means turkey bush. Now this plant was
known in South Africa and other parts of Sub-Saharan Africa for
thousands of years. It was an anti-depressant, it was appetite booster,
it was also and still is a dramatic booster of the human immune system.<br />
<br />
For many years African people and Xhoi-xhoi people and Xhoi-san
people as well as Bantu people used this plant in the fight against
cancer, and it was very
effective there, and it still is. And they used it also in the
fight against diseases like
tuberculosis before there was streptomycin and other drugs to
fight tuberculosis.<br />
<br />
In the old days when ordinary venereal disease like gonorrhea,
syphilis and others were as incurable as Aids is today, our people used
this plant to fight those diseases. If they had not had this plant, the
black people of Southern Africa would have been destroyed just as the
Australian Aborigines were destroyed, and other races of
aboriginal people in other parts of the world were brought to
extinction by diseases brought in from Europe.<br />
<br />
Now, we have found... me and a group of doctors, that it is having
a dramatic impact in creating a better quality of life. People with
full-blown aids, people who had been sent home to die find a better
quality of life within the space of a month or a fortnight. I do not
claim that this plant, dramatic as the results are is the cure for Aids.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;">I say it is a stopgap, which must be
used by all human kind in order to halt the
disease of Aids. Until such a time as the pharmaceutical
scientists can come up
with a real cure, a cure which is not at all toxic. I say that
this plant 'Suderlandia' is not at all toxic. One 'Suderlandia plant' is
capable of treating 10 people, and we need plantations of this plant.<br />
<br />
There is hope, a little ray of hope, a green ray of hope,
emanating from South
Africa, and I call on all human fellow human beings to make it
larger, to spread hope throughout the world. I challenge you to create a
safer, healthier world."</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-16244885600441739632013-04-23T16:56:00.003-07:002013-04-23T17:00:02.815-07:00Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa and the meaning of numbers in African Folktales<a href="http://www.roadtravel.co.za/contact.html"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-2350" height="300" src="http://roadtravel1.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/credo-mutwa-1.jpg?w=300&h=300" title="Credo Mutwa 1" width="300" /></a><br />
Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa was born 21 July 1921 in KwaZulu-Natal, South
Africa. He is a Zulu Sangoma and Sanusi. He is also the author of
several books. His father was a widower with three surviving children
when he met his mother. His father was a former Catholic catechist from
the Embo district near Inanda. His mother was the descendant of a long
line of Zulu medicine-men and custodians of tribal lore and customs.
His parents parted shortly after Vusamazulu’s birth, because his mother
refused to convert to Christianity. He was subsequently raised by his
father’s brother and was taken to the South Coast of Natal, near the
northern bank of the Mkomazi River. He did not attend school until he
was 14 years old. In 1928 Vusamazulu was taken to the Transvaal by his
father. They lived on a farm near Potchefstroom, where his father was a
labourer. After twenty years of different farms the father found
employment in one of the Johannesburg mines as a carpenter. When he
visited his mother and grandfather in Zululand after thirty years of
absence, he renounced Christianity at their command, and underwent the
ceremony of purification, in order to begin training as a medicine-man.<br />
<a href="http://www.roadtravel.co.za/contact.html"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-2349" height="204" src="http://roadtravel1.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/credo-mutwa-2.jpg?w=300&h=204" title="Credo Mutwa 2" width="300" /></a><br />
He also prepared himself to assume the post of custodian of tribal
lore and customs in the event of his grandfather’s death. Mutwa has
written African tales which have their roots in oral, traditional Zulu
culture. Two well known collections of these stories are Indaba My
Children and My People: writings of a Zulu Witchdoctor (1969). At the
age of almost ninety, in May 2011 Credo Mutwa has had the latest in a
series of strokes. He is very ill and has lost feeling in his left
side, but is still making jokes and laughing as usual. Even in these
circumstances he’s thinking of others and his message is that
forgiveness and love are the only answer to the problems of South Africa
and the wider world.<br />
<a href="http://www.roadtravel.co.za/contact.html"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-2352" src="http://roadtravel1.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/credo.jpg?w=774" title="Credo" /></a><br />
Here’s a short example of Credo Mutwa’s work, this is entitled “Bantu
meanings for numbers African Folktales”, by Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa.<br />
1. Kunye ‘It is one’.<br />
The Bantu regard the number One as the holiest of all. It represents
the combining of all created things – the Oneness or the Whole, which
is God. It is an absolute number and it has no rival. It is also the
symbol of freedom – thus the salute with only the thumb projecting from a
closed fist.<br />
2. Kubili- ‘It is two’.<br />
This is a very evil number – the symbol of imperfection. It requires
two to produce offspring. It represents dissension and diversity of
opinion, or disunity.<br />
3. Kutatu – ‘It is three’.<br />
This is third in holiness to number One; it represents completeness,
a number that cannot be split in two. Two wives can quarrel, but a
third can settle the dispute. A man can quarrel with his wife but a
‘third party’, or a second wife, can intervene and restore order. Thus
the Bantu’s strong belief in polygamy. Three gives that ‘casting vote’
to ensure a decision or enforce peace.<br />
4. Kune- ‘It is perfection’.<br />
More literally, this word means ‘It is firmly together’. This number
symbolises strong and harmonious unity by powerful people working
together for a common cause. If one chief should send four sticks
closely tied together to a neighbouring chief, the message portrayed
would be: ‘Let us unite’.<br />
5. Kuhlanu – ‘It is perfection ruined’.<br />
This is another evil number; it symbolises the fallibility of Man.
Man is as imperfect as the five fingers of his hand or the five toes on
his foot – one is out of place, or of different shape.<br />
6. Isithupa – ‘It is the thumb’.<br />
This number represents strength and it symbolises the six component
parts that constitute the human being: the soul, the Etta, the body, the
mind, the Living Force and the Adverse Force. The Living Force, or
Life, is the Spirit of God, and is constantly opposed by the Spirit of
Evil; the one generates Life, the other promotes Death.<br />
7. Isikombisa – ‘It is the pointed finger’.<br />
This is the ‘idiot number’, or the number of failure. It symbolises
the futility in Man’s habit of persisting in doing or constructing
things that are afterwards swept away by the River Time. I t symbolises
those who rise to fame only to fall so much harder.<br />
8. Isishiyagalombili — ‘It is bend two fingers’.<br />
This number is associated with genetic weaknesses, frigidity, war and death in a vile form.<br />
9. Isishiyagalolunge- ‘It is bend one finger’.<br />
Another holy number symbolising creation. The Bantu believed that
the soul was connected with the brain through nine large veins. Because
of the nine months of pregnancy, this is regarded as the ‘female’s
number’. If nine beads should feature in a woman’s dream it is a sure
sign of pregnancy. When she dreams of stringing nine red beads she will
give birth to a boy, while white beads foreshadow a girl. Copper beads
predict a miscarriage.<br />
10. Ishumi— ‘It is completion’.<br />
Another holy number and closely related to One. It is believed that
there are ten gateways to the Spirit Land and that God is tenfold in the
nature of His Being. This number is, therefore, of deep religious
significance.<br />
11. Ishumi Na Nye- ‘It is ten and one’.<br />
A very evil number; the number of demons and all manner of evil. The
ancient Bantu considered it as so evil that it was never mentioned
aloud; when they had to indicate this number they spoke instead of ‘the
second ten’. A father often sent the eleventh child with its mother
away from him, for the child to be reared elsewhere.<br />
12. Ishumi Na Mbili — ‘It is ten and two’.<br />
A rather good number. It symbolises the growing plant and is therefore also a symbol of fertility.<br />
13. Ishumi Na Ntatu- ‘It is ten and three’.<br />
A combination of completeness and perfection — second in holiness
only to the number One. It symbolises perfect harmony between a husband
and his wives or between a chief and his subjects, the kind of
perfection that is materially experienced through sexual intercourse. A
humorous legend tells of a Bapedi Queen who declared herself willing to
marry a man only on condition that he undertook to please her thirteen
times every night. She eventually found such a man – none other than
the earthly Lost Immortal, Lumukanda, who met her demands so amply that
she fled from the kraal and spent the rest of the night up a tree.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-58572454152803083562013-04-23T16:55:00.000-07:002013-04-23T17:00:02.819-07:00 The Mu-sho-sho-no-no Prophecy With Credo MutwaIn South Africa the Zulu have a prophecy
called, Mu-sho-sho-no-no. Credo Mutwa, a well known Zulu
shaman and spokesperson, says the Mu-sho-sho-no-no is
an asteroid that is going to hit the earth very soon. The prophecy and talks by Credo Mutwa do seem to have
End Time possibility.
<br />
Mu-sho-sho-no-no unmistakably
resembles the National Geographic special about the
extinction of the wooly mammoths and the Clovis
people (the Clovis people were known only by the type of
arrowhead they used, called Clovis, hence the name) which was
<a href="http://www.maitreya.org/english/Newsbrief/2010/3-March/Articles/Noah%20Meteor.html">
written about</a> in last month's Newsbrief.
Scientists think that the mammoths and the Clovis people were wiped
out over a short time by a meteor that crashed into
the polar ice cap. <br />
<br />
Here is an excerpt from a talk by Credo Mutwa
in
1999, given in California:<br />
<div class="Qutes">
Let me tell you one last thing: I am
told by the great storytellers of our tribes that fresh
water is not native to our earth. Once, many thousands
of years ago a terrible star, the kind of star with a
very long tail, descended very close upon our skies. So
close that the earth turned upside down and what had
become the sky became down, and what was the heavens
became up. The whole world was turned upside down. The
sun rose in the south and set in the north. Then came
drops of burning black stuff, like molten tar, which
burned every living thing on earth that could not
escape. After that came a terrible deluge of water
accompanied by winds so great that they blew whole
mountaintops away. And after that came huge chunks of
ice bigger than any mountain and the whole world was
covered with ice for many generations. After that the
surviving people saw an amazing sight. They saw rivers
and streams of water that they could drink, they saw
that some of the fishes that escaped from the sea and
were now living in these rivers. That is the great story
of our forefathers. And we are told that this thing is
going to happen again very soon. Because the great star,
which is the lava of our sun, is going to return on the
day of the year of the red bull, which is in the year
2012. </div>
<div class="Qutes">
<br /></div>
The use of the word 'water' may be
useful to understand the Zulu creation story. Here is a
quote from <strong class="Underline">THOTH</strong>:<br />
<br />
<div class="Qutes">
"...And the Spirit of God moved upon
the face of the waters." (Genesis 1:2c)</div>
<div class="Qutes">
<strong><31>Water is the symbol for manifested
consciousness (ether). <32></32></31></strong>So God moved in the
universe (water) through His Universal Mind ("Spirit of
God") and brought the lost unit consciousnesses (<img align="TEXTTOP" alt="ichng-s.gif (891 bytes)" border="0" height="19" name="graphics1" src="http://www.maitreya.org/images/3dss150c.gif" width="19" />)
under His control (<img align="TEXTTOP" alt="3dss150c.gif (898 bytes)" border="0" height="16" name="graphics2" src="http://www.maitreya.org/images/ichng-s.gif" width="18" />).</div>
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<br />
<div class="Subtitles_Font18">
The Inyanga<br />
</div>
Credo Mutwa also talks about the
Inyanga. The Inyanga seem like the Elect, as is
mentioned in the book <strong class="Underline">THOTH</strong>:
At the time of
Abraham, God chose His Elects, the Elects who are
becoming more spiritually advanced to help the rest of
humanity to go to God. Here is Credo explaining the
Inyanga:<br />
<br />
<div class="Qutes">
Until the end of this world, the
Healers brought by the Fish-Gods are the only comfort
for suffering humanity. These men and women are known in
the Zulu language as the 'Inyanga', or 'People of the
Moon'. As people who come from the Moon, the Inyanga
also act like the moon within society. As the Sun shines
forth light which the Moon at times reflects on the
dark-side of the Earth, so too do the Inyanga at times
reflect the light and knowledge of God onto suffering
humanity who wallows in ignorance and darkness.</div>
<div class="Red">
<strong>Comment: This will change at the end
time, as it says above: "Until the end of this
world...." At
the end time, and beyond, many (all) will eventually
become enlightened (Paravipras) and learn how to heal
themselves!</strong></div>
<br />
<br />
<div class="Subtitles_Font18">
The Chinyawu</div>
As it says in
<strong class="Underline">THOTH</strong> that the earth's
continents were once joined and people were not as
separated by languages and countries as we are today,
Credo Mutwa also gives us some insight on this, and
shows that it is true what is written in
<strong class="Underline">THOTH</strong>:<br />
<br />
<div class="Qutes">
Amongst the Native American
people, sir, I found, for example, amongst certain
tribes in America, tribes such as the Hopi people, and
those people who stay in those buildings called a
pueblo, I found that these people-they have got what are
called Katchina creatures, where people wear masks and
disguise themselves as certain creatures. And some
of these Katchinas are very, very tall, with a huge
round head. </div>
<div class="Qutes">
<br /></div>
<div class="Qutes">
Exactly as we have in Africa, I found
similar creatures in America. In Africa we call
these creatures Egwugwu, or, we call them by another
name, called Chinyawu. The Katchina of the Native
American people, and the Chinyawu of our people, are
identical beings. Now, why should this be?
When were American Native people and Africans in
contact? When? This is one of the greatest
mysteries of all time, sir. It is one of many
things that I found throughout the world which left me
utterly amazed.
<br />
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Of course, there can be found many, many
parallels between all the earth's teachings. <br />
<br />
Here is the
part of <strong class="Underline">THOTH</strong> that explains this for Credo:<br />
<br />
<div class="Qutes">
"...every one after his tongue,..."
(Genesis 10:5, 20, 31)</div>
<div class="Qutes">
<strong><17></17></strong>Many different tongues and
dialects were created on earth. </div>
<div class="Qutes">
"...for in his days was the earth divided;..."
(Genesis 10:25)</div>
<div class="Qutes">
<strong><18></18></strong>Before the earth became divided,
humans had access to all the dry land. There were
connections between all continents. By this
occurrence, the Lord completely disconnected some lands
from each other.</div>
<div class="Qutes">
<strong><19></19></strong>Before this happened, the people
who had the true knowledge of the spiritual world and
were in a very high consciousness, realized that this
disaster was coming to humanity. They left their
mainland and were scattered throughout the world,
carrying their knowledge to other lands. <strong><20></20></strong>But
because of the loss of their mainland and centre, and
also because of not finding true seekers, they
translated their knowledge into a symbolic language for
their few followers and they built symbolic buildings
for future generations. Then when God would open
the spiritual eyes of the humans again, they would
understand the truth of these symbols. </div>
<div class="Qutes">
<strong><21></21></strong>Furthermore,
by dividing the land, God kept an area separated from
the rest for a great purpose -- read
<span class="Underline">Children of Abram (Abraham), All
Prophecies Are Fulfilled</span>.<br />
</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-4823757559586309572013-04-23T16:52:00.000-07:002013-04-23T16:59:51.730-07:00Song of the Stars. Zulu Shaman: Dreams, Prophecies & Mysteries by Credo Mutwa. When it comes to Shamanism the book Zulu Shaman by Credo Mutwa is a
must have. Definitely becoming fastly one of my favorite books on
Shamanism. I love the way the Zulu Myths are presented so much through
out the book weaving a tale of spiritual soul soaring and enlightenment.
As well as the interactions with star beings going in shamanic
practices in Zulu mysticism that you will not find anywhere else known
to civilized man except through this excellent book that is a must own
for anyone on the medicine path.<br />
<br />
Credo Mutwa tells the story of his life through out Africa and with
his father. Then delves into the stories of the Trickster god Kintu and
the tales of all creation. Known for his work with David Icke in the
series The Reptilian Agenda Credo is a master shaman. Teaching us all he
knows with out hesitance relaying a message for mankind of wisdom and
enlightenment. Singing the song of the stars literally by weaving
together his intelligence and history of his legacy as a medicineman. I
have always had a fetish for folklore and these stories definitely touch
the soul and let you know that tribes across the Earth are indeed in
alignment with the source of the star people. The star people who are
pure and positive and here to help us and even though there are stories
of evil it seems good always prevails for the most part.<br />
<br />
Medicine for the spirit that is meant to heal and bring forth the
glow of the universe on our faces. I cannot recommend this book enough
and tell you to get it as soon as you can and delves into its depths to
learn the ways of the Zulu Shaman. It is unforgettable and I could
easily read it over and probably will in the future.<br />
<br />
Available from <a href="http://www.innertraditions.com/" rel="nofollow">Inner Traditions. </a><br />
<br />
Offers a rare view into the world of a Zulu shaman<br />
• Includes 14 Zulu myths as told by a traditional Zulu story keeper<br />
• Reveals Zulu shamanic practices, including healing techniques, dreamwork, oracles, prophecy, and interactions with star beings<br />
In this rare window into Zulu mysticism, Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa
breaks the bonds of traditional silence to share his personal
experiences as a <i>sangoma</i>—a Zulu shaman. Set against the backdrop of post-colonial South Africa, <i>Zulu Shaman</i> relays the first-person accounts of an African healer and reveals the cosmology of the Zulu.<br />
Mutwa begins with the compelling story of his personal journey as an
English-trained Christian schoolteacher who receives a calling to follow
in his grandfather’s footsteps as a shaman and keeper of folklore. He
then tells the stories of his ancestors, including creation myths; how
evil came to the world; the adventures of the trickster god Kintu; and
Zulu relations with the “fiery visitors,” whom he likens to
extraterrestrials. In an attempt to preserve the knowledge of his
ancestors and encourage his vision of a world united in peace and
harmony, Mutwa also shares previously guarded secrets of Zulu healing
and spiritual practices: including the curing power of the <i>sangoma</i> and the psychic powers of his people.<br />
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“There is medicine for the soul here. One feels Credo Mutwa’s wonderful humanity and the genius of his people in these stories.”<br />
<br />
(<i><strong> Luisah Teish</strong>, author of <em>Jambalaya and Carnival of the Spirit</em></i> )<br />
<br />
“V. Credo Mutwa paints a stunning picture of the complex world of Zulu
cosmology and traditions. The colorful array of stories and the science
of healing he offers with humility take us into the heart of African
ancestral wisdom. His courage in revealing to the world what would
otherwise remain hidden commands respect and reverence.”<br />
<br />
(<i><strong> Malidoma Somé</strong>, author of <em>The Healing Wisdom of Africa </em>and <em>Of Water and the Spirit</em></i> )<br />
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"<em>Zulu Shaman</em> is a special and fascinating glimpse into an all but vanished world."<br />
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(<i><i>SirReadaLot.org</i>, February 2004</i> )<br />
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"He weaves a rich tableau of mother godesses and tricksters amidst a climate of discrimination, urbanization and violence."<br />
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(<i>Eric Lerner, Ashe!, February 2004</i> )<br />
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"Mutwa's friendly, personal writing is accesible, making the book suitable for general readers." (<i><strong>David Paulsen</strong>, <em>New Age Retailer</em>, May/June 2004, Vol.18 No.3</i> )<br />
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". . . the rich amount of folklore and spiritual stories found
throughout the book creates a very inviting atmosphere for the reader."<br />
<br />
(<i><em> The Cauldron Brasil</em>, October 2006)</i><br />
<br />
"This book is a good addition to the knowledge of African spirituality
as well as being a personal account that for sure will benefit the
spiritual journeyman from all edges of the compass."<br />
<br />
(<i><em>The Cauldron Brasil</em>, Oct 2006</i> )<br />
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“V. Credo Mutwa paints a
stunning picture of the complex world of Zulu cosmology and traditions.
The colorful array of stories and the science of healing he offers with
humility take us into the heart of African ancestral wisdom. His
courage in revealing to the world what would otherwise remain hidden
commands respect and reverence.”</div>
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Malidoma Somé, author of The Healing Wisdom of Africa and Of Water and the Spirit
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“There is medicine for the soul here. One feels Credo Mutwa’s wonderful humanity and the genius of his people in these stories.”<br />
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Luisah Teish, author of Jambalaya and Carnival of the Spirit
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<br />
In this rare window into Zulu mysticism, Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa breaks
the bonds of traditional silence to share his personal experiences as a
sangoma--a Zulu shaman. Set against the backdrop of post-colonial South
Africa, Zulu Shaman relays the first-person accounts of an African
healer and reveals the cosmology of the Zulu.<br />
<div class="productDescriptionWrapper">
<br />
Mutwa begins with the compelling story of his personal journey as an
English-trained Christian schoolteacher who receives a calling to follow
in his grandfather’s footsteps as a shaman and keeper of folklore. He
then tells the stories of his ancestors, including creation myths; how
evil came to the world; the adventures of the trickster god Kintu; and
Zulu relations with the “fiery visitors,” whom he likens to
extraterrestrials.</div>
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</div>
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In an attempt to preserve the
knowledge of his ancestors and encourage his vision of a world united in
peace and harmony, Mutwa also shares previously guarded secrets of Zulu
healing and spiritual practices: including the curing power of the
sangoma and the psychic powers of his people.</div>
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Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa, resides in Pretoria, South Africa, near
Johannesburg, where he continues to sculpt, paint, and teach Zulu lore.
His book Indaba, My Children has become a classic of African literature.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-85503652128834880122013-04-23T16:51:00.002-07:002013-04-23T17:00:17.785-07:00Credo Mutwa Explains Crop Circles, Understanding Crop CirclesThe Crop Circle Season is finished for this year and again we saw <a class="broken_link" href="http://positivesfuehlen.org/galerie/?album=all&gallery=5" target="_blank">wonderful formations</a>, mainly in England but also throughout the whole world. The phenomenon is also well-known by African shamans.<span id="more-4705"></span>
One of them – The Zulu Shaman Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa – writes in his
book “Isilwane: The Animal – Tales and Fables of Africa ” about how
crop circles appeared in his country. In this excerpt of the book he
also interpretes some English crop circles that have been showed to him…<br />
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world in which we live is more miraculous than we know. There are
things which go on in our world about which we know nothing. Credo Mutwa<br />
(…) At harvest time, we left some of our corn standing so that
passing birds could share in the bounty of our fields and, by sharing,
bless us and ensure us of plenty of food. Sometimes large fields of corn
and millet were planted. These were sacred to the goddess and were
offered to the vast armies of birds to eat. No human being could enter
the sacred cornfield.<br />
The sacred fields were ploughed far from the ordinary millet, maize
and corn, as they were left unfenced. Over centuries, people had
discovered that the star gods sometimes communicated with human beings
through these sacred fields. Time and again, strange circular
depressions were seen in the centre of these fields. These depressions
were called „Izishoze Zamatongo“, the great circles of the gods.<br />
These circles were an amazing sight to see. The gods never cut the
stalks of corn or millet when they form these depressions. It appears as
though a great circular, disk-shaped force has descended on the field.
It pressed the corn firmly into the ground, without breaking the stalks
or damaging the plants. Then the force appears to spin, resulting in the
strange spiral appearance of the fallen stalks. Words cannot describe
such a phenomenon, which I have seen more than thirty times in the
course of my life as a traditional healer. Whenever a circle appeared in
the fields, the people rushed to erect a fence of poles around the
circle. They would dance and perform other sacred rituals honouring the
star gods and the Earth Mother.<br />
All the kings and chiefs awaited the arrival of these circles. The
appearance would be cause for celebrations that lasted several days.
These celebrations were accompanied by prayers to the gods to watch over
the people and to talk to them through the sacred circles.(…)<br />
(MUTWA 1996, 23)</blockquote>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-14617172433230725122013-04-23T16:49:00.001-07:002013-04-23T17:00:17.777-07:00Credo Mutwa - Reptilian Revelations Out of Africa<h2>
By Uri Dowbenko</h2>
<span style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 23px;">South Africa-based
Zulu shaman Credo Mutwa confirms the story of
reptilian-extraterrestrials in Africa, another hidden chapter of the
lost history of Planet Earth. Having traveled throughout the world,
Credo Mutwa, says that the “legends” of the interactions of humans and
reptilians are common knowledge in Australia among the Aborigines, the
cultures of Japan and Taiwan, as well as indigenous Native American
people like the Mayans, Sioux, Cree, and many others. The Hopis’
Kachina, for example, reflects their understanding of the
extraterrestrials’ presence on earth. Now it seems that only so-called
Western civilisation authorities officially deny the existence of these
creatures.</span><br />
In an interview with Rick Martin, Credo Mutwa explains the
manipulation of life on earth by these negative entities, “Our people
believe that we, the people of this Earth, are not masters of our own
lives, although we are made to think that we are.” Referring to the
reptilian race, he says they are called “Chitauri” which means “the
dictators” and “‘the ones who tell us the law.’ In other words, they who
tell us secretly what we are to do.”<br />
<br />
The intergalactic con for Earth-based humanity began with the arrival
of the reptilians, who wasted no time in setting themselves up as
“gods” and “overseers” to the humans living on the planet. Credo Mutwa
says that “when the Chitauri came to Earth, they arrived in terrible
vessels which flew through the air, vessels shaped like great bowls,
which made a terrible noise and a terrible fire in the sky. The Chitauri
told human beings, whom they gathered together by force with whips of
lightning, that they were great gods from the sky and that from now on
they would receive a number of great gifts from the gods.” Of course,
there would be hell to pay, so to speak, for these alleged “gifts.” Was
the gift of “religion” one of them?<br />
<br />
This then is the essence of history disguised as mythology – or
science fiction. “These so-called gods were like human beings, but very
tall, with a long tail, and with terrible burning eyes,” Credo Mutwa
continues, describing the real-life version of a prototypical horror
movie. “Some of them had two eyes, yellow, bright eyes; some had three
eyes, the red, round eye being in the centre of their forehead.”<br />
<br />
The Zulu shaman then expresses surprise, when he describes the Darth Maul character in the <em>Star Wars</em> movie which shows “a character exactly like a Chitauri…with horns all around its head.”<br />
<br />
Credo Mutwa’s insights into human-reptilian interactions are credible
because they explain the otherwise unexplainable behaviour of
warmongers, politicians, corporate chiefs and others who are
“placeholders” in the Illuminati control system on Earth. “One other
thing that our people say is that the Chitauri prey upon us like
vultures. They raise some of us. They fill some of us with great anger
and great ambition. And they make these people they’ve raised into great
warriors who make terrible war. But, in the end, the Chitauri do not
allow these great leaders, these great war chiefs and kings, to die
peacefully. The warrior chief is used to make as much war as possible,
to kill as many of his people and those he calls enemies, and then, in
the end, the warrior chief dies a terrible death, with his blood being
spilled by others.”<br />
<br />
Explaining why the spiritual evolution of humanity has been stifled,
Credo Mutwa continues, “These creatures then took away the great powers
that human beings had: the power of speaking through the mind only, the
power of moving objects with their mind only, the power of seeing into
the future and into their past, and the power to travel, spiritually, to
different worlds… There <em>are</em> such creatures, and the sooner
skeptics amongst us face up to this fact, the better it shall be. Why is
humankind not progressing? Why are we running around in a great circle
of self-destruction and mutual-destruction?”<br />
<br />
Despite the harsh realities he describes, Credo Mutwa ends his interview on a positive note. He says, “There <em>is</em> hope! First of all, there <em>is</em>
a God above us. And this God is more real than most of us believe. God
is not a figment of someone’s imagination. God is not something
dreamt-up by old men and old women in prehistoric times. God exists. But
standing between us and God are creatures who claim to be gods. And
these creatures we must get rid of in order to get closer to God.”Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-73021371445899324862013-04-23T16:47:00.001-07:002013-04-23T17:00:17.783-07:00Credo Mutwa & the Alien Agenda: UFOs & Alien Abduction in the Eyes of a Zulu Shaman<h2>
By LOUIS PROUD<span style="color: white; line-height: 5px;">—</span></h2>
<span style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 23px;">The Zulu <i>sangoma</i> (a shaman or healer) and high <i>sanusi</i>
(clairvoyant and lore-master) Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa is recognised by
many as one of the most distinguished African traditional healers around
today. He is, in fact, the spiritual leader of the <i>sanusis</i> and <i>sangomas</i> of South Africa. </span><br />
As well as being a successful artist, author and historian, Mutwa is
also an outspoken victim of alien abduction, having allegedly been in
contact by entities his people call the <i>mantindane</i> (‘the
tormentors’), which are similar in nature to what we in the English
speaking world call ‘the grays’. Stories of UFOs and alien beings make
up a big part of African tribal culture, he says.<br />
<h2 style="text-align: center;">
Awakener of the Zulus</h2>
Mutwa was born on July 21, 1921 in the South African province of
Natal. The name Vusamazulu means ‘awakener of the Zulus’, and was
appointed to Mutwa during his initiation as a <i>sangoma</i>. Mutwa
means ‘little bush man’, and Credo means ‘I believe’. Born out of
wedlock, Mutwa was considered “an illegitimate child, a child of shame.”
Because his mother, who was descended from a long line of medicine men
and women, refused to convert to Christianity, Mutwa’s parents separated
shortly after his birth. Thus he was primarily raised by his Roman
Catholic father, who frequently travelled from place to place, working
as a builder.<br />
Mutwa claims that much of the knowledge he now possesses – of art,
science, medicine, engineering and so on – can be attributed to the fact
that, when he was child, he was taught by “strange companions.” These
“little people,” he says, some of whom were blue in colour, used to make
their presence known to other children as well. In fact, “all African
children used to see such things.” Thanks to the help of these beings,
he says, he was often more knowledgeable than some of his teachers at
school.<br />
When, in 1937, Mutwa was brutally raped by a gang of mineworkers
outside a mine compound, he experienced “a great shock and trauma,”
remaining ill for a very long time. He developed a feverish condition,
accompanied by nightmares and visions, which caused great pain and
debilitation, and which, he says, almost killed him. It also caused him
to become highly psychic, and he was sometimes able to read the minds of
those around him, as well as perceive auras. The treatment he received
from European doctors and Christian faith healers didn’t help at all.<br />
Shortly afterwards, Mutwa was brought to his mother’s village in Zululand, where his grandfather, Ziko Shezi, a <i>sangoma</i>
and warrior – “whom my father despised as a heathen and a demon
worshipper” – brought him back to health using traditional African
methods. Mutwa was told by his grandfather that the illness he had
undergone “had actually been a sacred illness which required that I had
to become a shaman, a healer.” Mutwa agreed, and, having renounced
Christianity, was initiated into the shamanic path by his aunt Myrna, a
fully fledged <i>sangoma</i>. Mutwa’s ‘spiritual sickness’ had been part
of the initiatory process of becoming a shaman, and is a common aspect
of shamanic traditions all over the world.<br />
Sadly, when his father and stepmother learned that he had become a
‘heathen’, they immediately disowned him, telling him “never to set foot
in their home again.” Virtually alone and homeless, Mutwa began to
travel “for knowledge, in search of clarity of mind and in search of the
truth about my people.” He journeyed all over the country, meeting, and
studying under, a number of traditional healers. His first destination
was Swaziland. He then made his way to Mozambique, and later, Rhodesia
(now called Zimbabwe). At the end of this not only physical, but
spiritual, journey, he realised his life’s purpose – to help preserve
the culture of his people, and to help mend the problems in his country,
of drugs, unemployment, crime, disease and poverty. Mutwa’s first book,
<i>Indaba, My Children: African Folk Tales</i>, was published in 1964, and is considered a classic. His other works include: <i>Africa Is My Witness</i> (1966), <i>My People</i> (1971), <i>Let Not My Country Die</i> (1986), and <i>Zulu Shaman: Dreams, Prophecies, and Mysteries</i> (1996).<br />
Very much a cosmic thinker, Mutwa claims that many of humanity’s
difficulties can be explained by the negative influence of manipulative
extraterrestrial beings, particularly the <i>mantindane</i>, who “share
the Earth with us. They need us. They use us. They harvest things from
us.” It’s about time, he says, that we acknowledged the alien presence
on this planet. “We are being watched, we are being explored and
investigated, and we are being controlled, and yet there are those among
us who refuse to accept this fact,” he explains in <i>Zulu Shaman</i>.<br />
<h2 style="text-align: center;">
A World Ruler by Aliens</h2>
The late, great John E. Mack is among one of the first UFO
researchers in the West to interview Mutwa. He has also been interviewed
by the Australian UFO researcher Bill Chalker, the author and historian
Zecharia Sitchin, as well as the controversial conspiracy theorist
David Icke, who once called him “the most amazing and knowledgeable man
it has been my privilege and honour to call a friend, a genius.”
Supposedly, many of Icke’s speculations about ‘shape-shifting reptilian
aliens’ – whom he believes to be the true rulers of this earth – have
been confirmed by Mutwa. According to Mutwa, when he talks about
extraterrestrials and other topics of this nature he often feels “caught
between, on the one hand, Western thought, including the Christian
religion, and African thought, which accepts these things without
question.”<br />
Mack first met Mutwa in 1994, during a short trip to South Africa,
the main purpose of which was to investigate the Ariel School incident
in Zimbabwe. “Credo seemed a noble, even regal figure with his colourful
robes and heavy metal adornments of the <i>sangoma</i>, which seemed as if they ought to weigh him down,” writes Mack in <i>Passport to the Cosmos</i>.
During the interview, Mutwa spoke a great deal about his traumatic
alien abduction experiences – experiences that Mack, a world-renowned
expert on the subject, found difficult not to take seriously.<br />
Mutwa views the world as a mysterious and frightening place,
controlled by alien forces that possess far more knowledge than – and
are intellectually and technologically superior to – humanity. Some of
these beings, he says, are wise, benevolent and wish to help us. But the
same cannot be said of the <i>mantindane</i>, who are just as selfish
and power-hungry as humans. They preserve humanity, he says, in order to
protect their own self-interests, because they are “obsessed with
self-preservation… This wish to play God over lesser beings is with us
and with them. Throughout the cosmos vice is the same.”<br />
Some of these beings, says Mutwa, have covertly and profoundly
influenced all human cultures and civilisations for millennia. They have
aided our evolution and helped us survive by providing us with
knowledge – of science, farming, medicine and so on. “Throughout Africa
we are told that these mysterious beings taught human beings many
things,” writes Mutwa. “They taught human beings how to have laws,
knowledge of herbal medicine, knowledge of arts and knowledge of the
mysteries of creation and the cosmos as a whole.”<br />
Some of them – the <i>mantindane</i> in particular – are “part of the Earth,” and should not be considered foreign. “We and the <i>mantindane</i>
are one and the same stupid race,” says Mutwa. “Far from these
creatures being aliens, they are our future descendants. I am sure of
this.” Out of all the different types of alien beings that have been in
contact with humanity, the <i>mantindane</i> are apparently the most
important to Africans, who fear them greatly. Mutwa described these
entities to Mack as troublesome and “parasitic,” claiming that they
“instil superstition, sow discord, and may even cause disease.”<br />
<h2 style="text-align: center;">
A Difficult Life</h2>
Given the fact that he has led such a difficult life, it is perhaps
not surprising that Mutwa’s world view is less than optimistic. Over the
years, he’s been a victim of violence on a number of occasions, and has
lost many loved ones. In 1960, his fiancée was shot dead when South
African police open fired on a crowd of people to which she belonged. In
addition, his first-born son was knifed to death by a group of black
activists, “murdering people under the banner of the mass democratic
movement.”<br />
During the Soweto riots of June 16, 1976, Mutwa was attacked by a
group of thugs who stabbed him repeatedly. “I could feel the knives
going into my body,” he says. “The thing that always helps me happened
then. I split into two, and so I escaped the pain.” Looking down, he saw
his own body, a “bloodied mess that looked like me.” He was apparently
pronounced clinically dead. On another occasion, Mutwa was almost burnt
alive when a group of thugs doused him in gasoline. In Africa it’s
widely believed that when a person is killed in this manner, their soul
is destroyed along with their body, preventing them from reincarnating.
Mutwa remembers this incident as one of the few times in his life when
he felt genuinely terrified.<br />
Unbelievably traumatic though these experiences must have been,
nothing compares to Mutwa’s 1958 alien abduction episode – assuming it
actually took place, of course. The incident has been detailed in a
number of books, including <i>Passport to the Cosmos</i>, Bill Chalker’s <i>Hair of the Alien</i> (2005), and Mutwa’s semi-autobiographical <i>Zulu Shaman</i> (also known under the title <i>Song of the Stars</i>).<br />
<h2 style="text-align: center;">
Caught by the God of the Mountains</h2>
It all started in the bush, in the sacred Inyangani Mountains of Rhodesia, while Mutwa, at the time a <i>sangoma</i>
apprentice, was busy searching for a particular type of herb, which he
planned to use as medicine. All of a sudden the temperature dropped,
says Mutwa, even though it was a very hot day. He was then engulfed by a
bright blue mist, which, he says, “was swirling all around me, getting
between me and the eastern landscape.” A moment later, he found himself
in what looked like a mining tunnel lined with silver-greyish metal.<br />
The next thing he knew, he was lying on a table of some sort. His
boots and trousers were missing. He was approached by a group of
grey-skinned creatures, with “very large heads, very thin arms, and very
thin legs.” He wanted to flee, but could not move, as his arms and legs
were paralysed. “I just lay there like a goat on a sacrificial altar.”
On closer inspection, he noticed that the creatures were short, “about
the size of African Pigmy.” They looked, he says, identical in
appearance to the ‘gray aliens’ (or grays) commonly reported by
abductees in America and other Western countries.<br />
Mutwa noticed that what appeared to be the creatures’ eyes were
actually black, goggle-like covers. Their ‘real’ eyes were “round, with
straight pupils, like those of a cat.” At least one of the creatures –
the one closest to him – had a potent and very unpleasant odour, “a
throat-tightening chemical smell, which smelled like rotten eggs, and
also like hot copper [sulphur].” Mutwa was then subjected to some kind
of operation on his left thigh, which caused him to scream out in agony.
An abundance of blood flowed from the wound. Next, one of the creatures
stuck a silver, pen-like object up his right nasal passage; then yanked
it out. “The pain,” he says, “was out of this world.”<br />
The pain subsided, however, when one of the creatures – who was
bigger and taller than the others, and who possessed an air of authority
– placed its hand on Mutwa’s forehead. Mutwa could ‘sense’ that the
creature was female, despite the fact that ‘she’ lacked breasts and
other feminine characteristics. Staring at Mutwa intently, it projected
visions of destruction into his mind. He saw cities being destroyed by
floods, fires and other natural disasters.<br />
One of the creatures pushed a small, black tubular instrument into
Mutwa’s penis. As soon as the instrument was withdrawn, Mutwa’s bladder
opened, and he urinated straight into the creature’s chest. It then
“staggered away like a drunken insect, and left the room.” A moment
later, two other creatures entered the room, one of whom appeared to be a
large, metallic robot. Its eyes were bright, seemed to move, and seemed
to change colour. The other creature, which was naked, had pink skin,
blue eyes, high cheek-bones and looked almost human, yet its body was
swollen and strangely out of proportion. Something about it reminded
Mutwa of a doll, for it looked and felt “totally unnatural.”<br />
The creature mounted Mutwa “like a crazy Zulu girl,” and proceeded to
have sex with him. But the experience was not at all pleasant – much
the opposite, in fact. The creature’s body was cold, bony and lifeless,
and Mutwa felt as if he were making love to a machine. To make matters
worse, it attached something to his penis that made him ejaculate “too
much.” It then left the room, leaving Mutwa alone with the tall, female
creature. His penis “was burning as if I had put it in scalding water.”<br />
Gripping him violently by the head, the creature forced Mutwa off the
table he was laying on, and he fell to the floor, landing on his hands
and knees. He was then led roughly from room to room. One of the things
that most captured his interest, and which, he says, is still “haunting
my dreams,” was a collection of huge cylindrical objects, filled with
greyish-pink liquid. They contained “small editions of the alien
creatures floating round and round, like disgusting little frogs.”<br />
Mutwa witnessed other human beings being “tortured” by the aliens,
one of whom was a white man, “smelling of sweat, urine, excrement and
fear.” As Mutwa walked past him, they looked deeply into each others
eyes. Incredibly, Mutwa claims to have run into this very same man about
two years later, while delivering parcels in the city of Johannesburg.
He was working at a curio shop at the time. The man asked Mutwa where he
had seen him before, to which he replied, “in Rhodesia, in a certain
place underground.” As though the realisation was too much to bear, the
man turned away and walked off quickly down the street.<br />
The next thing he knew, Mutwa was once again in the bush. His mind
was hazy, and it took him a moment to realise that something terribly
wrong had occurred. He felt a pain in his left thigh, as well as his
penis, which was starting to swell. He noticed, moreover, that his
shorts and trousers were torn, and that his boots were missing. Clinging
to his body was the god-awful stench of the place he had been earlier.
Coating his skin was a fine, grey powder. He began to stagger home,
making his way along a bush track.<br />
Mutwa eventually encountered a group of locals, who guided him back
to the village, where his teacher, Mrs. Zamoya, informed him that he had
been missing for three days. She believed his story straight away. She
told him that he had been “caught by the God of the mountains,” and that
many other people had similar experiences. He was lucky to have
returned alive, she said, “because many people have disappeared in that
part of the land, never to be seen again…”<br />
While staying in the village to recover, Mutwa was bathed every day,
so as to wash away the tiny droplets of blood that continued to ooze
from the pores of his itchy skin. He found a scoop mark on his left
thigh, about a half-inch in diameter, which remains there to this day.
Most unpleasant of all, however, skin started to peel off his penis. It
also developed sores. This condition did not go away completely, he
says, which is one of the reasons his first wife left him. Mutwa was
eventually taken to Mrs. Zamoya’s ‘Solace Mission’ in western Rhodesia,
where it took him several months to make a full recovery.<br />
<h2 style="text-align: center;">
The ‘Sky Gods’</h2>
It would appear that the alien abduction phenomenon is alive and well
in Mutwa’s homeland, just as it is in many Western countries, for he
claims to have met numerous abductees like himself. During his long
career as a <i>sangoma</i>, Mutwa has been approached by countless African women who insist that they have been impregnated by the <i>mantindane</i>
and other alien beings. In each case, the pregnancy has mysteriously
terminated, as though the foetus has been stolen. Because, says Mutwa,
many of these women have been accused of committing abortion – which, in
Africa, is regarded as an act “worse than murder” – it has been his job
to “convince the family of the woman’s innocence, to try and heal the
terrible spiritual and mental – as well as physical – trauma that the
woman has undergone.”<br />
According to Mack in <i>Passport to the Cosmos</i>, many African tribes believe that the <i>mantindane</i> and other alien beings harvest sperm and ova from unsuspecting human victims. The Masai warriors, for instance, fear that the <i>mantindane</i>
are able to drain a man’s semen, which is why they go into battle
wearing codpieces to protect their genitals, whereas the women of the
tribe wear certain ornaments to protect themselves from being sexually
molested by these entities.<br />
“Once a <i>mantindane</i> has dealt with you,” says Mutwa, “you
become afraid of making love to a woman…These beings scar you for the
rest of your life.” Flawed though the <i>mantindane</i> may be, Mutwa
points out that they are “part of us, part of our lives,” and that “they
are moved by a desperate need.” Mutwa calls the <i>mantindane</i> “solvers of great problems.” Their technology, he says, may be “several million years ahead of ours.”<br />
Whether or not one accepts Mutwa’s claim that the <i>mantindane</i>
and other alien beings are sexually compatible with human beings – or
that such entities actually exist – it cannot be denied that these
matters are a very big part of African tribal culture. The “sky people,”
or “sky gods,” says Mutwa, have visited Earth for thousands of years,
arriving from the heavens in “magic sky boats.” The Pygmies, the
Kalahari Bushmen, the Ovahimba of Namibia, the tribes people of Zaire,
and of course the Zulus – all of them accept the existence of
extraterrestrials, and even believe that humanity is descended from such
beings.<br />
The stars are revered by Mutwa’s people, who consider them more
important than even the sun or the moon. The word ‘Zulu’, in fact, means
‘people from the stars’. It is from the stars that much knowledge and
wisdom has originated, they say. The people of Botswana, explains Mack,
“call a star <i>naledi</i>, which means ‘light of the spirit’, and have
carved in wood, painted on rocks, or even scratched on metal ‘the
so-called UFOs,’ the ‘magic vehicles’ in which the <i>mantindane</i> and the star gods of the various tribes travelled.”<br />
In addition to the somewhat sinister and repulsive <i>mantindane</i>,
Mutwa speaks of another significant alien race – one that UFO
enthusiasts and conspiracy theorists in the West call ‘the reptilians’.
“Some say that these creatures were like crocodiles, with crocodile like
teeth and jaws, but with very large round heads,” he says. Anyone who’s
read Robert Temple’s impressive and scholarly <i>The Sirius Mystery</i>
(1976) would be familiar with the enigma surrounding the Dogon people
of Mali, west Africa, who possess advanced astronomical knowledge of the
Sirius star system, and who claim that they gained this knowledge, many
thousands of years ago, from the <i>Nommo</i>, a race of advanced
reptilian or amphibian beings who hail from Sirius (more specifically,
Sirius A). Throughout Africa, says Mutwa, these mysterious, reptilian
gods are known by other names as well. “In West Africa, in the land of
the Bumbara people, these amphibian or reptilian sky gods are known as
Zishwezi… In West Africa again, these creatures are called the Asa,
which means the mighty ones of magic…”<br />
<h2 style="text-align: center;">
Fact or Fiction?</h2>
What, then, are we to make of Mutwa’s claims? Was he really abducted
by alien beings? Or was his story a fabrication – either completely or
partially? And what about his people’s beliefs that we are “descendants
from gods who came out of the skies thousands of years ago,” and that
these beings “share the earth with us,” and exploit us? Should this
information be interpreted literally?<br />
According to Mack and Chalker, both of whom looked deeply into
Mutwa’s story, these questions are difficult to answer with a simple yes
or no. The truth may lie somewhere in the middle, they say. In <i>Passport to the Cosmos</i>,
Mack points out that Mutwa and other indigenous people with whom he has
discussed the UFO phenomenon and other related matters, do “not sharply
distinguish material or literal reality from mythic truths.” He adds,
moreover, that certain ideas of Mutwa’s, “like the dominant role of the <i>mantindane</i>
and other extraterrestrial or star beings in human cultural history,
seem related to tribal myth and legend.” Chalker is of much the same
opinion as Mack. “‘Oral material’ like Credo’s is very difficult to
judge,” he says.<br />
Given the kind of life he’s lead, it’s a miracle that Mutwa is still
alive to this day. Now eighty-six or thereabouts and suffering from
diabetes and asthma, his health is continuing to worsen at a rapid rate,
and it’s fair to assume that he probably won’t be alive for very much
longer. He claims that the ‘alien knowledge’ he has divulged in recent
years, which he once pledged never to reveal, was supposed to be
reserved for initiate <i>sangomas</i> like himself only. He decided to
‘break ranks’ and ‘reveal all’, however, because he lacks a successor
onto whom he can pass his unique and sacred knowledge – knowledge he has
earned during a lifetime of initiations. Plus, he insists, this
information is too important to be withheld from humanity, and is needed
in this time of great global crisis.<br />
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References:</h2>
About Credo Mutwa, <i>Credo Mutwa on Alien Abduction and Reptilians</i>, <a href="http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/esp_credo_mutwa03.htm">www.bibliotecapleyades.net/esp_credo_mutwa03.htm</a><br />
About Credo Mutwa, <i>Credo Mutwa – Biography</i>, <a href="http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/esp_credo_mutwa04.htm">www.bibliotecapleyades.net/esp_credo_mutwa04.htm</a><br />
Bill Chalker, <i>Hair of the Alien: DNA and Other Forensic Evidence of Alien Abduction</i>, Paraview Pocket Books, USA, 2005<br />
Nancy Connor and Bradford Keeney, <i>Shamans of the World: Extraordinary First-Person Accounts of Healings, Mysteries, and Miracles</i>, Sounds True, Inc., USA, 2008<br />
David Icke, <i>Children of the Matrix: How an Interdimensional Race has Controlled the world for Thousands of Years – and Still Does</i>, Bridge of Love Publications, USA, 2001<br />
John E. Mack, <i>Passport to the Cosmos</i>, Crown Publishers, USA, 1999<br />
John E. Mack, <i>Abduction: Human Encounters with Aliens</i>, Simon & Schuster, UK, 1994<br />
Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa, <i>Zulu Shaman: Dreams, Prophecies, and Mysteries</i>, Destiny Books, USA, 1996<br />
<i>This article was originally published, in a substantially
different form, in the May 2008 issue of FATE (vol. 61, no.5, issue
697), under the title ‘Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa and the Alien Agenda’.</i><br />
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</span><br />
<blockquote>
<strong>LOUIS PROUD</strong>, who lives in Darwin,
Australia, is an avid writer and researcher specialising in paranormal
and occult phenomena, conspiracism, and fringe science. Described by
Colin Wilson as “one of the most acute commentators on the paranormal to
appear in recent years,” his work has been published in <em>Fate, Paranormal, Nexus</em> and <em>New Dawn</em> magazines. He has written two books: <em>Dark Intrusions: An Investigation into the Paranormal Nature of Sleep Paralysis Experiences</em> (Anomalist Books, 2009), and <em>The Secret Influence of the Moon</em> (due to be released in late-2013 by Inner Traditions). His blog is <a href="http://louisproud.net/">http://louisproud.net</a>.</blockquote>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-31654986864352272442013-04-23T16:45:00.001-07:002013-04-23T17:00:17.779-07:00Credo Mutwa & David Icke -- Zulu history of the human race<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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From David Icke ...<br />
<br />
I first met Credo Mutwa in February 1998 on my first visit to South
Africa. I knew immediately I was in the presence of a remarkable human
being. He is, beyond question, the most astonishing man it has been my
honour to meet and call a friend. I also realised that his unique and
almost infinite library of knowledge and experience had to be preserved
and recorded for the world to see and hear.<br />
<br />
He has suffered the violence of the white rulers of aparteid, had his
son murdered in an attempt to silence him, and felt the wrath of his own
people for speaking a truth they did not like. He was almost burned
alive in Soweto, when his people staggeringly believed a newspaper
article, in which he was viciously misquoted by a "journalist", a member
of a South African media that provides one of the greatest examples of
intellectual prostitution I have ever experienced under both aparteid
and now the black majority government.<br />
<br />
In this memorable, almost six hours, of an interview, contained in PART I
and PART II, Credo Mutwa reveals his incredible wealth of knowledge
about the black magicians of the Illuminati and how they use their
knowledge of the occult to control the world. This is a unique insight
that affects every man, woman and child, no matter what our background,
colour, country, or creed.<br />
<br />
Sit back and savour this wonderful man. You are in the presence of a genius and a giant.<br />
<br />
After making these videos, Credo was visited by two people from Cape
Town who offered him 50,000 rand and a house anywhere in South Africa he
would like to name, if he would agree to never speak to David Icke
again and never have anything to do with him. Credo's reply can be
imagined! This is the BOX SET of a two part collection PART I and PART
II combined. Ordering direct from Bridge of Love is a great contribution
for the expansion of this work in communicating suppressed information
fundamental to human freedom to the world, keep the capital flowing, to
reprint books, maintaining their circulation and keeping the show on the
road. Thank you! David Icke<br />
<br />
part one <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DgECKq8wS-Y">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DgECKq8wS-Y</a><br />
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part 2 <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4NjHnUSwRR4&feature=relmfu">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4NjHnUSwRR4&feature=relmfu</a><br />
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<br />
The torture of Credo Mutwa and the theft of the Necklace of Mysteries<br />
<br />
David Icke and I (Bill Ryan) recently met with Credo Mutwa, the great
Zulu shaman, healer, and keeper of African tradition. He told us a
horror story.<br />
<br />
The short version of what happened is this. A few months ago, earlier in
2010, Credo was being pestered daily over the phone by someone who
claimed he was from a group of young Zulus about his "betrayal of the
Zulu nation" by talking so much to white people.<br />
<br />
Exasperated, he put the famous and priceless Necklace of the Mysteries
on his shoulders and took a train to Swaziland to confront the people
who were giving him such a hard time.<br />
<br />
When he arrived, he was set upon and tortured. They started pulling his
fingernails out with pliers. The Necklace was taken from him, and he was
put on a train back home. In the background, throughout all this, was a
white man whom Credo did not recognize.<br />
<br />
If you know ANYTHING about the theft of this priceless, ancient
artifact, of inestimable value to the history of Africa and the human
race - but very likely now in the hands of white men who are only
interested in money - please contact DavidIckeContact@aol.com in full
confidence. Thank you.<br />
<br />
Bill Ryan<br />
22 August 2010<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_qi1sB9WUTI&feature=endscreen&NR=1">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_qi1sB9WUTI&feature=endscreen&NR=1</a><br />
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</span></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-47255971462244298752013-04-23T16:43:00.001-07:002013-04-23T17:00:17.782-07:00A PLEDGE FROM ~ CREDO MUTWA ~<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"><b> WHO DAVID ICKE DESCRIBES
AS <i>"THE MOST AMAZING AND KNOWLEDGABLE MAN IT HAS BEEN MY PRIVILEDGE AND
HONOUR TO CALL A FRIEND"</i> </b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"><b> <span style="font-size: medium;">Credo
Mutwa is a Zulu sanusi, or shaman, who has spent many hours talking with David
Icke in recent weeks in South Africa. They have made two videos together,
<i>The Reptilian Agenda</i>, parts one and two, which provide stunning confirmation
of the themes in <i>The Biggest Secret</i> of a reptilian race from the stars
who have controlled the world for thousands of years. These videos will be
available very soon..watch this space. They are dynamite and will re-write
large swathes of current UFO-extraterrestrial belief.<br />
<br />
Credo is the official storyteller and keeper of the history of the Zulu people
and he will reveal knowledge on these videos that, up to now, has only been
available to the highest initiates of the African shaman traditions. He has
pledged himself, despite a stream of attempts and threats to his life and
his wife's life, to work with David Icke to expose what is really happening
in the world and who is behind it. <br />
<br />
This is a poem he wrote today committing himself to this end: </span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #800040; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; font-size: small;">"When
kings are slain, and a pope is sent to hell,<br />
when on a marble slab..a murdered princess lies,<br />
a pale sacrifice to the beasts that rule the stars,<br />
<br />
When out of the sky a stricken warplane falls,<br />
trailing behind it long bridal veils of flame,<br />
as missiles rage and red hot cannon roar...<br />
<br />
When the battle tank briefly rules the blood drenched plains,<br />
an iron tyrant on another's stolen throne...<br />
and it's long cannon shatters the trembling skies with sound,<br />
<br />
When nameless soldiers die friendless and unknown,<br />
in Africa's valleys or Kosovo's snow-bound plains,<br />
and whole tribes perish of hunger, disease and war...<br />
<br />
When money is built into a jail to hold humankind<br />
and love has died and compassion is unknown...<br />
and lies become truth... and truth becomes a lie in a nameless city<br />
<br />
When, in streets who have no love, <br />
numberless children know hunger and abuse...<br />
In countless homes where brute force rules supreme,<br />
<br />
women have become blood-spattered slaves, <br />
strangers to love, healing and respect, <br />
strangers to the gentle and comforting word...<br />
<br />
Whose guilty shoulders must bear<br />
the heavy beam of crucifixion, all the ill we see?<br />
Whose quivering back must bear the barbed scourge?<br />
<br />
For all the evil and all the pain we have known friends<br />
my Earth this on Freemasons are there Weavers of lies, brewers of lies,<br />
who can strike at people with weapons of the night <br />
<br />
against which no armour and no shield can prevail. <br />
The written word is their poison-coated sword,<br />
the tinkeling coin their cull and crop of maize...<br />
<br />
Murderers of nations, Africa's deadliest foes,<br />
I curse your footsteps wherever you may go,<br />
In whichever cave or dungheap you may hide,<br />
<br />
I curse you all...may Heaven blast your eyes.<br />
Tell Jabulon, the demon you call God, <br />
Nomabhunu's son defies him to his face,<br />
<br />
I swear by the stones on my mother's sacred grave, <br />
that as from this moment, I will fight you to the end.<br />
Against your kind, against your Masters too,<br />
<br />
I will not cease to raise the Sword of Light.<br />
For all you have done and all you have yet to do,<br />
I will fight you to the ending of my days....."<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">Credo Mutwa</span></span></blockquote>
</span></b></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-4417142846197086632013-04-23T16:42:00.002-07:002013-04-23T17:00:17.781-07:00Credo Mutwa On Barack Obama <br />
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<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">My great friend, the Zulu
shaman, or sanusi, Credo Mutwa, has written a poem to express his
thoughts on what he sees as the true nature of Barack Obama and the
agenda for Africa and the world that he represents.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><u>Please circulate widely</u></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">An actor walks upon the floodlit stage of life<br />
wearing a mask of an angel beneath a demon's gown.<br />
Pretence smiles upon the crowded hall of life<br />
holding out hope as bright as it is false.<br />
Son of a woman in whose veins flows the blood<br />
of ancient Ireland and dark Africa's plains.<br />
You are Obama, nick-named the standing king<br />
You are Barack, oh, son born to deceive<br />
The suffering hoards of Africa look up to you,<br />
See a black saviour where nought but a Judas strides.<br />
An entrapper of nations, bringer of dismal war<br />
Behind the robes and the nylon wings of hope<br />
Oh, may those who look upon you, see you as you are.<br />
May those who hope in you behold you as you be<br />
A prince deceitful to bring down Africa's shrines<br />
A siren who leads Africa's ships onto rocks of obliteration.<br />
Your rule my lord will not be one of peace<br />
Your reign my king will not be one of smiles<br />
Even as we speak in caves both dark and dank<br />
Enraged fanatics plot your dark demise<br />
They will put around your head a bloodwet martyr's crown.<br />
Oh black Kennedy following the one before<br />
May God forgive thee and thy fiery spouse<br />
As you walk in silence from the stage of life<br />
Barack Obama, blessed son, Oh standing king.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><u>Credo Mutwa</u></b></span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-72197592027870155842013-03-10T16:53:00.000-07:002013-03-10T16:53:14.669-07:00Cayce & Atlantis/ Billy Meier 02-21-13 George Noory<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 0.701961); color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"><tbody>
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In the first half, author and researcher <a href="http://apmagazine.info/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Greg Little</a> talked about the passing of <a href="http://www.edgarcayce.org/are/blog.aspx?id=7982&blogid=445" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Edgar Evans Cayce</a> (the son of 'sleeping prophet' Edgar Cayce), as well as Cayce's predictions and writings about Atlantis. Edgar Evans recently passed away at the age of 95. Growing up, he didn't take much interest in his father's psychic abilities, though he did become an engineer based on one of his father's readings. In later years, Edgar Evans became active in the Association for Research and Enlightenment (A.R.E.), the organization founded by his father. While Cayce's health readings have been called stunningly accurate, Edgar Evans wrote a book called <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Outer-Limits-Edgar-Cayces-Power/dp/1931044686/ctoc" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank"><i>The Outer Limits of Edgar Cayce's Power</i></a>, which included his father's predictions that had not yet come to pass.</div>
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According to Edgar Cayce, the civilization of Atlantis dated back some 200,000 years, and was an island empire spread across the Atlantic ocean, from Spain to the Bahamas. He talked about the Atlanteans using specialized crystals that took light from the sun, and focused it into a beam to generate electricity, and other types of power. Cayce said that Atlantis underwent three periods of destruction, with the most recent possibly around 10,000 BC, when comet fragments lead to a tsunami that caused the main part of the island to sink into the ocean, Little recounted. He also shared that Cayce was in correspondence with both Tesla and Edison. Tesla told Cayce that he had a similar trance ability to his, where inventions would be shown to him in a vision, while Edison discussed his interest in building a machine to communicate with the dead.</div>
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In the latter half, <a href="http://www.theyfly.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Michael Horn</a>, spokesperson for famed UFO contactee Billy Meier, gave updates in the case, and talked about the confirmation of messages imparted to Meier via the Plejarans (the ET species he's been in communication with). Meier, now 76 years old, had his first contacts from the ages of 5 -11, and was tutored by a male ET, who took him many places, including off-planet, Horn detailed. Meier made an intriguing pronouncement in 1982 that Earth had just narrowly avoided a planetary invasion. A planetary system with some 16 billion people was seeking new planets to occupy and had selected Earth. "The Plejarans along with two other groups they are associated with negotiated these people into another location," said Horn, who added that we are not faced with current threats from ETs, though there are three different groups here to observe us, and sometimes their spacecraft are seen in the skies.</div>
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According to Horn, Meier was one of the first to warn about global warming and climate change in his writings from as far back as 1951. In 1982, he described touchscreen three-dimensional technology, which he saw "when he was watching a planetary alignment from a spaceship," Horn continued. He also revealed that the Plejarans told Meier that the Fukushima disaster is much worse than people were told, and that contamination from it is quite problematic. In 1981, Meier gave information on a devastating "red meteor" that would hit between the Black Sea and the North Sea either in 2029 or 2036. Horn noted that those dates correspond with when the asteroid Apophis is due to fly by. Additionally, Meier warned of a catastrophic earthquake that would hit San Francisco at time when cars will appear rounded with sweeping windshields.</div>
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<i>New segment guests: <a href="http://www.jmccanneyscience.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">James McCanney</a>, <a href="http://ufocenter.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Peter Davenport</a></i></div>
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<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Search-Edgar-Cayces-Atlantis/dp/B001G6BDWG/ctoc" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank" title="The Search for Edgar Cayce's Atlantis">The Search for Edgar Cayce's Atlantis</a></li>
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<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Illustrated-Encyclopedia-Native-American-Earthworks/dp/0940829460/ctoc" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank" title="The Illustrated Encyclopedia of Native American Mounds & Earthworks">The Illustrated Encyclopedia of Native American Mounds & Earthworks</a></li>
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Numerologist <a href="http://www.numberslady.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Glynis McCants</a>, an expert in how patterns of events unfold according to the energy signature of specific numbers, appeared in the first half. She revealed what the "6" energy of the year 2013 holds for us, and how this year will be a stark contrast to 2012, a "5" year that proved chaotic and hard to keep focus. "6" has a strong magnetic vibration that is about family and unity, and she believes a lot of people will make commitments this year, whether in starting marriages, having children, or invigorating a business effort. She noted that with the new year, each person enters a new Personal Year Cycle. That number is determined by taking the month and day you were born and adding it to the world year. For example: You were born on 6/4 =6+4=10+1+0=1. You then take the World Number 6 (2013 = 2+0+1+3=6) add it to the 1, and reduce it to one digit. 6+1=7.</div>
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As opposed to last year when President Obama was in for the fight of his life, he is now in a cycle of "9," she continued, which means clearing your space for a new beginning. Whether this means he will try to successfully work across partisan lines remains to be seen, she said. McCants provided us with a brief description of each Personal Year Cycle:</div>
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<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;">Cycle of 2: A year to work on your love relationships and get in touch with your true feelings.</li>
<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;">Cycle of 3: A year to communicate, and really find ways to laugh and enjoy yourself.</li>
<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;">Cycle of 4: A year to study something you have always been interested in, and increase your knowledge base.</li>
<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;">Cycle of 5: A year to embrace freedom, and travel if possible. It is also a year to take care of your personal needs.</li>
<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;">Cycle of 6: A year to look at your family and home. It is also a good year for signing contracts.</li>
<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;">Cycle of 7: A year to get in touch with your inner voice, and get to a point where you can sincerely surrender and say, "Let go and let God."</li>
<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;">Cycle of 8: A year to work on the financial side of your life, and improve your physical health.</li>
<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;">Cycle of 9: A year to clear remove all the clutter, and heal any unresolved emotional scars from your past. It is all about learning to be in the moment.</li>
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Energy Issues</h2>
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In the latter half, Peak Oil educator and fossil fuel critic, <a href="http://richardheinberg.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Richard Heinberg</a>, discussed the various ways we are selling out our future by tying ourselves to energy sources that cannot be sustained. He spoke of a "resource pyramid" with the material at the top the easiest to get at but less plentiful than what is at the bottom, which is harder to get to, and more expensive to extract. "As time goes on we're moving down that resource pyramid to ever lower layers," he commented. This is one of the reasons that oil is costing more, and why we're seeing more accidents and oil spills, because we're having to go after more extreme energy sources, he explained. "At some point in this century, we'll get to a stage where it costs more energy to produce oil than oil will give you when you take it out of the ground," he warned.</div>
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He was critical of the alternative fuel ethanol for that reason-- we invest so much energy in growing the crops, taking them to the plants, and cooking the mash etc., that it isn't cost efficient. He also addressed the topic of fracking, a set of technologies involving horizontal drilling and millions of gallons of water and chemicals to open up fractures in rocks so gas and oil will flow through. This technology poses environmental concerns, as there is the possibility that chemicals could end up in the water table, he noted. We're getting to a point where depletion of various resources like oil, coal, and gas is a real issue, and conservation rather than growth should be a focus, he argued. Yet within this century, he foresees the invention of new technologies, and energy sources, that will bring us into a <a href="http://www.postcarbon.org/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">post-carbon world</a>, which will create tremendous opportunities for change.</div>
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<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1401301428/ctoc" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank" title="Glynis Has Your Number">Glynis Has Your Number</a></li>
<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Love-Numbers-Reignite-Through-Numerology/dp/1402224494/ctoc" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank" title="Love by the Numbers">Love by the Numbers</a></li>
<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Energy-Overdevelopment-Delusion-Endless-Growth/dp/097095008X/ctoc" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank" title="Energy: Overdevelopment and the Delusion of Endless Growth">Energy: Overdevelopment and the Delusion of Endless Growth</a></li>
<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/End-Growth-Adapting-Economic-Reality/dp/0865716951/ctoc" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank" title="The End of Growth: Adapting to Our New Economic Reality">The End of Growth: Adapting to Our New Economic Reality</a></li>
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</footer>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-8939293631088286732013-03-10T16:48:00.001-07:002013-03-10T16:48:14.715-07:00Restoring the Space Program 03-05-13 George Noory<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F72QZJl6GmI?list=PLScM_dIIhIdAzY2lki1We4gVAmNXbKoDA" width="560"></iframe><br /><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 0.701961); color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"><tbody>
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Director of the Hayden Planetarium, <a href="http://www.haydenplanetarium.org/tyson/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_self">Neil deGrasse Tyson</a>, discussed how the US can once again become a space-faring, innovative society, as well as various space-related topics such as asteroids. Though the Space Race, in which the US competed with the Soviet Union, was fueled by militaristic concerns, he argued that the prospect of economic return could be a strong motivator for new space exploration. NASA could serve as an inspiration for innovation, so that people will "invent a tomorrow that we don't have today," he said, adding that NASA could assure America's economic strength in the 21st century. Other countries have begun to surpass the US in their space exploration, investing in the technological infrastructure, and reaping the benefits that the inspiration is bringing to their populace, while America has become complacent, he commented.</div>
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Regarding the current move toward private space enterprise, Tyson pointed out that NASA has engaged private companies since the 1960s, such as Grumman who made the lunar excursion module that landed on the moon. Exploiting the efficiencies of free enterprise can help NASA advance the frontiers, he noted. Yet it must be NASA rather than private companies that leads and paves the way for space exploration, he suggested, explaining that initial explorations have unquantified risks that can't return an investment for businesses.</div>
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Tyson talked about different types of asteroid and meteorite impacts such as the one that recently hit Russia. Interestingly, the area of destruction can actually be larger when the object detonates in the air (such as Tunguska), as it covers a larger swath than when it hits the ground, he said. Looking out over the next 10 years, he hopes we'll find traces of life, past or present, on Mars, though he believes it won't be found on the surface which is too exposed to energy from the sun that is destructive to complex molecules. Tyson hosts his own show, <i><a href="http://www.startalkradio.net/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">StarTalk Radio</a></i>, which explores the intersection between pop culture and science.</div>
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Robert Davi In Studio</h2>
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In the first hour, actor/singer <a href="http://davisingssinatra.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Robert Davi</a> joined George in the studio for a conversation about his varied career, as well as his paranormal experiences. He recounted how as a college student he became afflicted with a devastating auto immune disorder, and was hospitalized. But after receiving a pair of rosary beads blessed by Padre Pio, he was cured and out of the hospital within a week. Davi talked about a number of the roles he's played such as the villain Franz Sanchez in the James Bond movie <i>License to Kill </i>(he'll next be seen in<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qx2x1ZQg4CM" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank"><i>The Iceman</i></a>), as well as his musical career in which he's interpreted songs from the Great American Songbook, which he praised for its lyricism and storytelling.</div>
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<i>News segment guests: <a href="http://1776nation.ning.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Jerome Corsi</a>, <a href="http://www.hogueprophecy.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">John Hogue</a></i></div>
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</footer>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-49084844776240836952013-03-10T16:46:00.003-07:002013-03-10T16:46:54.170-07:00Paranormal Expeditions 03-04-13 George Noory<br />
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Having spent the last five years on <i>Destination Truth</i>, Gates shared some insights into the making of the program. For instance, he talked about how visiting these exotic locations often requires dining on local cuisine, such as fried spiders, hot cow's blood, and an egg dish called <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Balut_(egg)" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">balut</a>, and it is considered rude to turn down a meal, regardless of how foreign it may be to one's palate. Additionally, Gates explained how the program sometimes uses local guides to help avoid danger. To that end, he recounted traveling to the Amazon to do an episode about the giant anaconda and having the guide stop him before he could exit the boat. The guide warned him about a seemingly innocuous 6-inch long snake nearby in the water and told him "it's lethal. That thing bites you and you're gone."</div>
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Gates also discussed his new program, <a href="http://www.syfy.com/stranded" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank"><i>Stranded</i></a>, which aims to put a different spin on the popular ghost hunting TV show genre. He explained that the program eschews paranormal experts in favor of a group of laypeople, consisting of a believer, a skeptic, and a person "in the middle." They are then given cameras and tasked with spending five days living in a haunted location. "We cover the property in surveillance cameras," Gates said, "there's no script and there's no producers or camera operators in there with them." He noted that the confined quarters, coupled with the frightening experiences therein, can sometimes lead to the team members clashing with one another as the stress mounts. At the conclusion of the five days, the group discuss their experiences and if their perspective on ghosts has changed.</div>
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Economic Trends</h2>
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In the first hour, trends analyst <a href="http://www.trendsresearch.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Gerald Celente</a> talked about a news <a href="http://www.marketingpilgrim.com/2013/03/survey-says-nearly-4-in-10-women-have-decreased-or-stopped-using-social-media.html" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">report</a> concerning a decrease in Facebook usage as well as the current state of the economy. He said that the novelty of Facebook appears to have greatly diminished as mobile apps, like Instagram, grow in popularity. Celente observed that it is another sign of the fleeting nature of Internet popularity and cited the decrease in value for Myspace which went from $580 million in 2005 to a mere $35 million in 2011. Regarding the economy, Celente warned that there is an "entire global meltdown" underway and lamented that, in previous economic collapses throughout history, world wars soon developed thereafter. He also decried the concept that businesses are "too big to fail" and declared that it was the antithesis of capitalism and, instead, was simply a form of fascism.</div>
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<i>News segment guest: <a href="http://www.jmccanneyscience.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">James McCanney</a></i></div>
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<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;"><a href="http://www.syfy.com/stranded" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank" title="syfy.com/stranded">syfy.com/stranded</a></li>
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<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Destination-Truth-Memoirs-Monster-Hunter/dp/0743491726/ctoc" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank" title="Destination Truth: Memoirs of a Monster Hunter">Destination Truth: Memoirs of a Monster Hunter</a></li>
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</footer>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-55204826451228416692013-03-10T16:45:00.002-07:002013-03-10T16:45:13.122-07:00Our Alien Ancestry 03-06-13 George Noory<br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DhkYbSQqqzU" width="560"></iframe><br /><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 0.701961); color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="shows1" style="font-weight: bold; text-align: right; vertical-align: top;">Host:</td><td class="shows2" style="padding-left: 5px; vertical-align: top;">George Noory</td></tr>
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Retired executive, historian and author <a href="http://www.intelligentintervention.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Robert Steven Thomas</a> presented his contention that an advanced alien species traveled to Earth in our prehistoric past, and co-inhabited the planet with primitive hominids. Studying the research of people such as Zecharia Sitchin and Erich Von Daniken, Thomas concluded that modern man is a result of genetic engineering and the fusion of direct bloodlines from Anunnaki ancestors, resolving the differences between Darwinism and Biblical creation. A lot of the information found in the book of Genesis actually originates in the Enuma Elish, a Sumerian text that predates the Bible by thousands of years, and details how gods came to our planet, he noted.</div>
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Thomas diverges from Sitchin on the idea of Nibiru being a planet on a elliptical orbit in our solar system. "I think it's more likely that it was a mothership or artificial planet that came here in search of minerals," he said. Ancient structures seemingly built with advanced technology, such as the mysterious archeological ruins in northwest Bolivia, and the huge stones at Baalbek, suggest the handiwork of ancient aliens or the Annunaki, he continued.</div>
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Thomas spoke about a small ancient gold <a href="http://www.philipcoppens.com/bbl_plane.html" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">artifact</a> found in Colombia that looks like a prehistoric plane. In the 1990s, a scale model of the "airplane" was created and flown. Several similar artifacts were found in Peru, Costa Rica, and Venezuela. He also discussed the concept of "universal intelligence" as a force of nature, and believes it will one day be established as one of the 11 dimensions predicted by string theory.</div>
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New Bull Market</h2>
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First hour guest, Chief Investment Officer of Damon Vickers and Co. <a href="http://www.damonvickers.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Damon Vickers</a> shared his conclusion that the US is headed into a new bull market. We've had 13 years of multiple bear markets, with many investors throwing in the towel, but in the last several months we've broken out of that pattern, he declared. He foresees a general trend of higher stock valuations, with the market rising to 16,200 this year, and going all the way up to 19,500 within two and a half years.</div>
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<i>News segment guests: <a href="http://www.vortex.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Lauren Weinstein</a>, <a href="http://enterprisemission.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Richard C. Hoagland</a></i></div>
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<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Intelligent-Intervention-Robert-Steven-Thomas/dp/1457507781/ctoc" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank" title="Intelligent Intervention">Intelligent Intervention</a></li>
<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Day-After-Dollar-Crashes-Survival/dp/047091033X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1288992124&sr=8-1/ctoc" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank" title="The Day After the Dollar Crashes">The Day After the Dollar Crashes</a></li>
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</footer>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-36735811287539113372013-03-10T16:42:00.001-07:002013-03-10T16:42:52.121-07:00Secrets of Fatima<br />
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George Noory was joined by <a href="http://www.fatima.org/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Father Nicholas Gruner</a>, one of the world's leading authorities on traditional Roman Catholic doctrine and practice, for a discussion on the series of apparitions at Fatima, Portugal from May to October 1917, in which a number of predictions, requests and warnings were allegedly conveyed by the Virgin Mary to three shepherd children. He theorized that these children, rather than the Pope, were chosen to receive the messages because they would be more receptive and not be "confused by all sorts of theological ideas." However, Gruner also reflected on the tribulations that befell the children during the Fatima apparitions, including being arrested and threatened with being boiled in oil if they did not recant their visions.</div>
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Regarding the infamous 'third secret' of Fatima which is believed to be a prophecy of dire future world events, Gruner recalled how Sister Lucia, the most famous of the three shepherd children, wrote down the first two secrets with ease but "she couldn't bring herself" to record the final part. After being given a formal order by the Church to write it, Lucia still agonized for three months trying to document it and, allegedly, only finished the job after she received another visit from the Virgin Mary, who told her that to do so was the 'will of God.' As to what the third secret foretells, Gruner noted that Lucia once claimed that it could be found in Chapters 8 to 12 of the Book of Revelations.</div>
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Although the Vatican claims to have released the complete text of the third secret in the year 2000, Gruner adamantly disputed this contention, saying that "the most important part, they left out." To that end, he put forward that there were two documents which comprised the complete third secret and that the Vatican only released the contents of the first part. He cited the testimony of Archibishop Capovilla, former secretary to Pope John XXIII, who "said there was another attachment" which was not a part of the official disclosure. On whether the events predicted in the third secret can be averted, Gruner suggested that if the Pope consecrated Russia, as prescribed in the second secret of Fatima, then perhaps it could prevent the troubling final events predicted.</div>
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Monster Origins</h2>
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In the first hour, author <a href="http://www.jonathanmaberry.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Jonathan Maberry</a> talked about the historial roots of supernatural and paranormal creatures such as zombies, werewolves, and vampires. Having written about many of these entities for his books, Maberry observed that the werewolf is a "very complex and interesting monster that has a very real connection to our modern world." He detailed how the "werewolf trials," of which there were hundreds in the 14th, 15th and 16th centuries, contained no accounts of transformative powers but actually seemed "the first glimpse of what we now call serial killers." He also talked about how films have caused the perception of monsters to change over time, such as how Night of the Living Dead inadvertently caused flesh-eating monsters, known as ghouls, to become synonymous with zombies due to the film's advertising in Europe.</div>
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<i>News segment guests: <a href="http://www.vortex.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Lauren Weinstein</a> & <a href="http://www.ufocenter.com/" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank">Peter Davenport</a></i></div>
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<li style="list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px -22px; padding-bottom: 0px;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN//ctoc" style="color: #c8d4e5;" target="_blank" title="Devil's Final Battle">Devil's Final Battle</a></li>
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World Enslavement or Peace</footer>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-83498867324572599532010-12-27T11:44:00.000-08:002010-12-27T11:44:15.742-08:00Cancer Cures On Coast to Coast Am - Aug 23 2010Cancer Cures <br />
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George Noory<br />
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Guests:<br />
Dr. Leonard Coldwell, Craig Webb, James Cameron<br />
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Sharing his natural cures for cancer, Dr. Leonard Coldwell declared that every cancer is curable within 2-16 weeks. Stress is a major source of cancer (the malfunctioning of cells), and the disease is fostered when the body is overly acidic which makes it prone to fungal conditions, he explained. Treatments like surgery, chemotherapy, and radiation are more likely to make a patient worse, he warned. Further, he noted that cancer is the main money maker in the medical field, with $400,000 to $1.8 million spent on an individual patient from diagnosis to death. <br />
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Among his recommendations for general health and for cancer sufferers: <br />
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•Cancer patients can take food-grade hydrogen peroxide drops mixed in distilled water or aloe vera juice.<br />
•Hemp oil can be rubbed on skin cancer.<br />
•Stay away from artificial sweeteners, refined sugar, and high fructose corn syrup.<br />
•Don't drink milk.<br />
•Don't cook foods in the microwave.<br />
•Eliminate exposure to electromagnetic frequencies such as from cell phones, by wearing devices like the EP2 pendant.<br />
•Put filters on shower heads to reduce toxins.<br />
•Websites awesomesupplements.com and helpingamericanow.com are good sources for supplements.<br />
•A special site he set up to get more info: healthfreedomnetwork.com. <br />
Avatar & Dreams<br />
First hour guests, director James Cameron and Craig Webb, of the Dreams Foundation, talked about dreams and the creativity process. In making Avatar, "I was trying to achieve a kind of waking dream state for the audience, and the 3D was part of that," as well as the use of flight and phantasmagorical images, said Cameron. Years ago, his mother had a remarkable dream about a 12-ft tall blue-skinned goddess/warrior, and he made a painting of it. "I was just swirling together a lot of things when I wrote Avatar," he added. <br />
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Website(s):<br />
•drleonardcoldwell.com<br />
•instinctbasedmedicine.com<br />
•dreams.ca<br />
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•The Only Answer to Cancer<br />
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The other big misconception is the 'doomsday' interpretation, first expressed in a book by Michael Coe in the 1960s, and more recently picked up by the media, and in movies like Roland Emmerich's 2012, Jenkins continued. We in the West tend to associate endings with Armageddon, but that is not the mindset of the Maya who thought in terms of cycles, he explained.<br />
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Jenkins also talked about his research at Tortuguero, where ancient inscriptions referenced the 2012 date, as well as some of the historiography associated with the Maya & 2012, including the Harmonic Convergence, and the works of Jose Arguelles, and Carl Calleman.<br />
Lunar Eclipse & Dreaming<br />
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People are often held back by psychological blocks-- brain patterns that cause them to make the same mistakes over and over again, he noted. Through an Emotional Freedom Technique (EFT) that involves a person using their fingers to tap on various acupuncture points, these blocks can be removed, he stated. Further, he cited the recent <a href="http://www.theglobalpeaceproject.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=55&Itemid=26" target="_blank">Dallas Peace Project</a>, in which 1,000 people tapped on acupuncture points, and crime rates reportedly went down 25% in the region. Landrith's tapping technique is demonstrated in this <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nka97EvXMuI" target="_blank">video clip</a> promoting his DVD. <br />
He also spoke about various prayer studies and techniques. Some particularly powerful methods include "releasing" an intention rather than focusing on it, posing an intention before going to sleep, and sending out feelings of love. By adopting a sense of gratitude-- being thankful for what you have, you'll be attracting more things to be grateful for than if you are in a state of wanting, which attracts lack, Landrith revealed. <br />
<a href="" id="eztoc538213_1" name="eztoc538213_1"></a><h2>Computer Attacks</h2>First hour guest, computer security expert <a href="http://www.mitnicksecurity.com/" target="_blank">Kevin Mitnick</a> commented on the WikiLeaks outage and related tech issues. The website WikiLeaks was temporarily knocked out by a "distributed denial of service attack," he reported. Such an attack can be achieved by buying time on bot nets, sold by underground criminal networks, he explained. Mitnick also talked about an industrial computer "worm" called Stuxnet that targets infrastructure. <br />
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An Italian oncologist, Dr. Tullio Simoncini believes there's a strong connection between cancer and fungus, and was able to cure cancer by applying baking soda to tumors. However, his license to practice was revoked in Italy, and he faced multiple threats in court, Apsley detailed. In the US, physicians have been routinely disciplined for using natural methods to treat cancer as well, with such tactics as license suspension and bankruptcy. Yet, chemotherapy used by itself is only 2.1% effective, he stated.<br />
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Apsley offered a set of suggestions to those who are suffering from cancer. * Get the book Hypothyroidism Type 2 to learn how to be treated for low thyroid function. * Go on a detox program, and get a set of 10 colonics from a licensed colonic hygienist. * Use a juicer, and juice raw organic fruits and vegetables that are grown on soil laced with rock dust (the only source for colloidal minerals).<br />
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Privacy & Tech Update<br />
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Last hour guest, Lauren Weinstein, an expert in privacy issues and technology, discussed current news. The federal government is pursuing the legal right to track locations of cell phones. Right now, they don't need a subpoena to get this information, he noted. Weinstein also reported on Microsoft's latest anti-piracy plan for Windows 7, in which an update (KB-971033) will be used to check a person's system every 90 days. More on this here. </span><br />
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Kenneth Little Hawk is a MicMac/Mohawk Native American storyteller and musician. </span><br />
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Thunderbirds, with wingspans that average 22 feet, have breeding grounds in South America, and are slowly coming back to the U.S., said Red Elk. The Cree Indians are protectorates of an earlier breeding ground in Yukon, Canada, a "sacred bird cave," that has relics of eggs that were the size of bowling balls, he shared. Mel's Hole, definitely exists, Red Elk declared-- it's 27-27½ miles deep, connects to underground tunnels, and serves as a "blow hole" to Mount Rainier. The Yakima Indians know of another such hole, he added. <br />
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Such holes are used by the "Lizard People" to transport goods from spaceships to their underground caverns, he continued. "I've had my run-ins with them," they have green/khaki scaly skin, walk upright, and occasionally kill humans to make powders that increase their lifespan, detailed Red Elk.</span><h1> </h1><h1><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H6KzCresdjs&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H6KzCresdjs&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object> </h1>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-28006001828739358802010-02-14T20:35:00.000-08:002010-02-14T20:35:56.420-08:00Red Elk Lessons: Invisibility 1 of 3<span>Red Elks lessons, how to turn invisible </span><br />
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</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366174721755766405.post-37218107452193125292010-02-14T20:33:00.001-08:002010-02-14T20:33:51.589-08:00Red Elk On Coast To Coast - Underground Worlds Aliens<span>Art and Red Elk talking about Underground Worlds Aliens how to fly and more. </span><br />
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