Apollo speaks
in lines 659 -666 of the Euminedes about an immaculate conception: a woman born fully grown from a mans head: "I will explain this, too, and see how correctly I will speak. The mother of what is called her child is not the parent, but (she is) the nurse of the newly-sown embryo. The one who mounts is the parent, whereas she, as a stranger for a stranger, [660] preserves the young plant, if the god does not harm it. And I will show you proof of what I say: a father might exist without a mother. A witness is here at hand, the child of Olympian Zeus, Athena, who was not nursed in the darkness of a womb, [665] and she is such a child as no goddess could give birth .
The Internet didn't exist in 1980 when Mt. St. Helens erupted 60 miles away from my home. That eruption happened May 18, at 8:32 a.m.
I remember I wasn't feeling like my normal self when my best friend called to tell me the mountain had erupted. She had a view directly down the valley but it wasn't necessary to call because the sky was dark suddenly.
The Internet didn't exist in 1980 when Mt. St. Helens erupted 60 miles away from my home. That eruption happened May 18, at 8:32 a.m.
I remember I wasn't feeling like my normal self when my best friend called to tell me the mountain had erupted. She had a view directly down the valley but it wasn't necessary to call because the sky was dark suddenly.
Nine years later on May 18, 1989, I was in Chicago, visiting the Museum of Science and Industry where I bought a printout of the news of the year, month and day I was born. The news of the year was basically about quantum physics; the discovery of the function of neurons in the brain; and surface chemistries. I'd begun to read books authored by Paul Davies, David Bohm and other authors about a topic that was strange for a 57 years old female, with only a high school education, who had read only fictions for nearly 6 decades, about quantum physics.
Science fictions were only fictions but I'd read every pulp magazine my father read when I was less that 16 years old. He had hid them so I had to find them, read them when he wasn't around (at night under a blanket with a flashlight, or by light from a street light when he took the flashlight away) and put them back. I don't know why he hid them, I don't remember ever asking him why. We were not friends.
The paper informed me I'd been alive 20, 956 days. I'd never thought about counting the days I'd lived until that moment. But I noticed the numbers 256 again....that number had begun to come to my attention in many places, it had made me wonder why by then. My mind ignored the 9, its a habit I've had for years after learning about 'casting out 9's' when I was a bookkeeper and other experiences I had when I was about 9 years old. An impulse had caused me to discover a pattern in the times tables but that was just the beginning of the habit, other events and life situations built from that impulse. Casting out nines has other names as I found out. (2 + 9 = 11= 2) so the 9 changes nothing. Its a way to find transpositions, i.e., numbers twisted around; I learned that when bookkeeping was done by handpost on ledgers. The difference in twisted numbers is always divisible by 9. I'm explaining that I add numbers across automatically so in 20, 956, 9's don't change anything, the number 9 was somehow not there to see.
It would never have occurred to me to believe the literal event, the eruption of a nearby mountain blowing her dusty inner contents out to cover the area that was in her wind path corresponded with an emerging eruption of inner contents in myself, as well as in the lives of some people I knew then, and as years and decades passed, I've witnessed that the change eventually darkened the planet.
What two small groups of individuals were doing physically was learning to square dance at higher levels, not leaving the mainstream level but adding a more complex level of interaction: gender roles and positions were removed from the higher level. The majority of mainstream dancers did not welcome All Position Dancing, because all gender was removed. A fun hobby is changed into a complicated dance that has the basic attributes of quantum physics, the I Ching, chess, checkers and psychological concepts, i.e., the interaction of opposites.
The events, viewed from hindsight, beginning that day in 1980 until this morning in 2014 was almost a perfect literal representation at the time it happened that described in a new language what we were doing physically. It represented what was happening in the location where events were already being lived, on a kind of stage where a drama had been prepared long ago, to be enacted, physically and materially. This is a language that taught itself because I learned from no person, an invisible process was initiated in my mind, and it seemed to me, in other minds that knew the script, knew their part in the drama, before I did. In 1984 we were in a state of high emotions, I felt them in my situation, other individuals felt the emotional charges in their own situation but most unexpected and unexplainable event emerged as time passed: the words they spoke and what they did physically seemed to merge into my unspoken thoughts!
When July 31 through August 11, 1984 scrolled through our lives and what we were doing was literally introducing higher levels to the mainstream, several individuals interacted as though they had knowledge of what I was thinking. One person in particular seemed to answer questions I had never spoken about to anyone, using the same words that ordinarily were said in teaching advanced and challenge levels of square-dancing.
It was summer of 1985, I'd been working for Boeing since February 11, 1985 that I read Contact, by Carl Sagan. The book introduced me to the word: palimpsest and other ideas. It was written from the female perspective!
I'd already begun to change: I'd been in an accident and had a complete hysterectomy, so for a few years those apparent causes explained the changes in my body and seemed to explain a few changes in my thought. I'd noticed several changes in my 'thought content' by 1984, but also I was noticing certain habits I've had most of my life. Yet it seemed odd to me that only then, that I wondered about why I noticed these details. Why be curious about habits I'd had for decades? Why had I always doodled piles of figure 8's ? Why was I noticing license plates and trying to make sense of the numbers, it was bothersome and ridiculous. Until one day I bought an automobile that was tabbed: ETW 651 and I saw that my mind produced Extra Terrestrial Woman 651 fas easily as BYOB translates to Bring Your Own Bottle, much to my amusement.
Why did my mind seem to have developed the habit, to spontaneously add numbers across, it seemed to happen automatically now especially: seeing the sum instantly (13 = 4; 35 = 8; 271 = 10 = 1 because 9's ' don't change anything or are just place holders. In a string like this: 999992 the numbers sum to 47, which is then 11, which is summed to 2, the remainder if you divide 999992 by 9.
The times table of 9's is an example; 9, 18, 27, 36, 45 and then the numerals turn around: 54, 63, 72, 81, 90... forever. The product sums to 9. But I'd had almost 5 decades of experience in which that information had been acquired. And more important to me, was the fact that I knew where the rule originated, I was about 9 years old when a thought occurred into my mind, to add the double numbers across when I struggled to learn the 'times tables'. No person told me to do that, it was a thought that occurred into my mind, a thought that I responded to immediately and from that impulse I discovered patterns in each times table. That impulse was a thought, only a thought, or so it seems, that "I" ? thought when I was about 9 years old.
This is a lesson in the simplest most basic school, life itself.
