Under Shattered Skies of Our Own Design
Under Shattered Skies of Our Own Design
by PD Allen
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Stalking Wolf
(pdallen.com) Next to personal experience, the source from which I learned the most about living in and with nature is the books of Tom Brown Jr. Both Tom Brown’s field guides and his autobiographical books are a wealth of vanished knowledge. More than that, his books contain a perspective on life and the world in which we live which is essential to our survival and the nourishing of our existence.
Most of Tom Brown’s knowledge came from an Apache elder, Stalking Wolf. Stalking Wolf was a warrior, a scout, and foremost a shaman. Stalking Wolf could read nature as easily as you are reading these words. Tom Brown was fortunate enough to have become Stalking Wolf’s student when he was a young child. Stalking Wolf bequeathed the wealth of all he knew to Tom Brown, and Tom has passed it along to us through his books and his school.
It would be hard to exaggerate the importance I place upon these books. I consider them to be some of the most important books ever written. And so when I read of the great vision of Stalking Wolf, it shook me to the core. Stalking Wolf’s vision was of the collapse of civilization due to the inability of modern man to understand the intimate nature of his connection to the world in which he lives.
While the entire vision is too long to repeat here, I will quote one section. I urge readers to find a copy of Tom Brown Jr.’s book Grandfather for the entire vision. You can also find it at this website — http://www.dreamscape.com/morgana/rhea2.htm.
The relevant section to this discussion begins:
“It was at the end of the fourth day that the third Vision came to him. As he gazed out onto the landscape toward the setting sun, the sky suddenly turned back to a liquid and turned blood red. As far as his eyes could see, the sky was solid red, with no variation in shadow, texture, or light. The whole of creation seemed to have grown still, as if awaiting some unseen command. Time, place, and destiny seemed to be in limbo, stilled by the bleeding sky. He gazed for a long time at the sky, in a state of awe and terror, for the red color of the sky was like nothing he had ever seen in any sunset or sunrise. The color was that of man, not of Nature, and it had a vile stench and texture. It seemed to burn the Earth wherever it touched. As sunset drifted to night, the stars shone bright red, the color never leaving the sky, and everywhere was heard the cries of fear and pain.
“Again the warrior spirit appeared to Grandfather, but this time as a voice from the sky. Like thunder, the voice shook the landscape, saying, ‘This, then, is the third sign, the night of the bleeding stars. It will become known throughout the world, for the sky in all lands will be red with the blood of the sky, day and night. It is then, with this sign of the third probable future, that there is no longer hope. Life on Earth as man has lived it will come to an end, and there can be no turning back, physically or spiritually. It is then, if these are not changed during the second sign, that man will surely now the destruction of Earth is at hand. It is then that the children of the Earth must run to the wild places and hide. For when the sky bleeds fire, there will be no safety in the world of man.’
“Grandfather sat in shocked horror as the voice continued. ‘From this time, when the stars bleed, to the fourth and final sign will be four seasons of peace. It is in these four seasons they must live deep within the wild places and find a new home, close to the Earth and the Creator. It is only the children of the Earth that will survive, and they must live the philosophy of the Earth, never returning to the thinking of man. And survival will not be enough, for the children of the Earth must also live close to the spirit. So tell them not to hesitate if and when this third sign becomes manifest in the stars, for there are but four seasons to escape.’ Grandfather said that the voice and the red sky lingered for a week and then were gone as quickly as they were made manifest.”
The entire vision of Stalking Wolf shook me to the core when I read it many years ago. Eventually it served as the impetus for Under Shattered Skies. For the sake of the narrative, I have taken many liberties with this vision, but I believe the underlying message remains. Everything else in the book, from the adaptation of chemtrails into Project Rise and Shine to the plot to corrupt that project and the dæmonic assumptions and hive minds, were grabbed up intuitively to bring the third part of Stalking Wolf’s vision to life.
Of Our Own Design
For over a week now, I have been reprinting material on this site that would seem to be at variance with the theme of the site, and of much of the other material contained here — most notably Quantum Meditations. Yet I assert that all of the approaching crises presented in the papers of the past couple of weeks are of our own design.
I believe we are approaching a nexus in our own evolution. Before us are two main paths, one leads to extinction and the other to illumination. The history of civilization — and of western civilization in particular — is the history of a species divorced from the world in which it lives. It is the duality of ego and the other, an objectified and mechanical world without a soul where mankind justifies everything he does simply on the basis of his ability to do it while maintaining a separation from the impact of his actions. It is, in essence, a sociopathic perspective on life.
Our ignorance of our connection to the world in which we live and our own true identity have led us to this nexus where we now face a confluence of global crises, any one of which could exterminate our species and leave the biosphere tattered and impoverished for some time to come.
Or we can wake up into a new world where our identity does not end at our skin.
Homo Illuminus
To survive through the coming decades, it is time for humanity to wake up, hatch out of the ego egg that has bound us for hundreds of years, and grow up. It is time for us to follow the latest advances of physics and biology into a new world of self understanding.
Our identity and our existence do not end at our skin, or at the outer edge of our ego. We are intimately connected to everything that exists in this moment — so intimately connected that there is no point where one ends and the other begins. Everything that exists in this moment is our soulmate. Everything that exists in this moment is us. And waking up to this reality will carry us into a new world beyond our imagining.
Nor is this just a bunch of new age mumbo-jumbo. It has the weight of physics, biology and chaos/complexity theory behind it. In the theoretical physics of David Bohm, we form our reality in every moment from an implicated quantum field of holographic interference patterns, where everything is related and all possibilities exist. From this, we attract into our reality what matches the vibration of our thoughts — both conscious and unconscious — as amplified through our emotions.
And when we fully manage to step through that door, we will find ourselves in a wonderland beyond the dreams even of Lewis Carroll.
