Electrical Mushroom Shaman
The ancient rock carving of the mushroom fringed and clutching shaman figure, with deer head found in Algeria, and dating from 5000 BC, may show a natural plasma display once visible in the night skies of our ancestors.
Two articles recently posted at Rense.com show how an oddity of plasma physics could result in an anthropomorphic figure having regular features of outstretched arms, a head, legs, and accompanying figures its ?waist? or ?hips?
http://www.rense.com/general65/cekec.htm
http://www.rense.com/general63/celes.htm
Numerous petroglyphs and pictographs on stone around the world took millions of man hours to create, and have a remarkable similarity to this type of plasma phenomena. Ancient men and women may have lived out their entire lives with figures of this type hovering above and dazzling the night skies with electrical displays like the aurora borealis, but which had this anthropomorphic shape visible in the heavens as far south as modern day Mexico and Algeria, and which may have persisted for centuries.
Shroomers then may have enjoyed the increased animation of the ?electrical man? or ?burning man, ? and interpreted its features as mushrooms, and a deer headed shaman, making the association between deer, fungi, shamanism, and the blazing natural arcing in the heavens ? creating their cosmological model from their experiential world, and leaving in stone signs that we can begin to understand today with an electrical model of the universe.
Less fortunate cavemen may have been scoured from the Earth?s surface as ?dragons? ? astronomical electrical arcs, carved out such geologic features as the Grand Canyon (just where is the debris field of all that alleged erosion to be found) and Ha Long Bay (created by a ?dragon? as legend has it.
The ancients left us clues, and now we can ask ourselves: ?could it happen again, and when??
Let?s hope so! After the lightning and thunder there are mushrooms to be found.
Dong Trung Ha Thao
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