Ascended Masters & the Kings of Atlantis

“Tis true without lying, certain & most true. That which is below is like that which is above & that which is above is like that which is below to do the miracles of one only thing, and as all things have been & arose from one by the mediation of one: so all things have their birth from this one thing by adaptation. The Sun is its father, the moon its mother, the wind hath carried it in its belly, the earth is its nurse. The father of all perfection in the whole world is here. Its force or power is entire if it be converted into earth. Separate thou the earth from the fire, the subtile from the gross sweetly with great industry. It ascends from the earth to the heaven & again it descends to the earth & receives the force of things superior & inferior. By this means you shall have the glory of the whole world and thereby all obscurity shall fly from you. Its force is above all force. For it vanquishes every subtle thing & penetrates every solid thing. So was the world created. From this are & do come admirable adaptations whereof the means, or process, is here in this. Hence I am called Hermes Trismegist, having the three parts of the philosophy of the whole world. That which I have said of the operation of the Sun is accomplished & ended.”

— A Translation by Sir Issac Newton

I.

The Children of Lemuria

Lemuria, once a string of countless islands, was home to humans who could speak through thought with one another and existed on an inter-dimensional plane. With the rising of the seas, Lemuria sank into the waters as a new continent arose beside it, soon being called Atlantis. After the loss of their home, the human race, known as the Nacaal, scattered across the globe and began the first great migration. The Nacaal, who's population stood at a little over one-thousand, found their way back to the continent of Atlantis and joined in a deeply connected meditation. In their rituals the Nacaal formed a collection of energies in the form of the Tree of Life, spanning across Atlantis. Containing two extra circles, the top circle of energy encapsulated an island off the coast of Atlantis, while the circle at the bottom of the tree sat over the ocean. Within each of the Nacaal existed a spiritual serpent, known as a Kundalini, which flowed up and down ones spine and granted them the abilities of the limitless mind. Just as the earth was a living being, it too contained a Kundalini, which protrude from the planet's core, manifesting itself on the surface as the continent of Atlantis.

It was here that the Nacaal could sink their spiritual energy together with that of the earth and unite in a global joining of life essences. After the activation of the Nacaal's Tree of Life, swirling vortexes of pure energy spiraled up from where each of the circles of the tree fell across the continent. It was at this time that the other Nacaal, who had built homes for themselves across the world, received a request to return to the ruins of Lemuria and embrace the rise of Atlantis. Each of the Nacaal held within them a specific attraction to one of the twelve spirals of the tree of Atlantis. It was to these spirals that each of the Nacaal flocked, erecting cities and civilizations in eight of the ten circles that existed on Atlantis. However, the Nacaal were imperfect as they had mastered all but two of the spiritual circles within themselves and in the Tree of Life. This left two circles on the continent with no one to occupy them. As the spirals called out, attracting life energy from wherever they could find it, two foreign races came to fulfill the planet’s need for complete spiritual unity.

The first race to be attracted to the open spirals of Atlantis was the Judai, who arrived in vessels of light and had come from a time countless millennia into earth’s future. The Judai that came were the lesser members of their race of vastly intelligent scientists and mathematicians who returned to the past to learn of their planet’s origins. Countless miles away, on the planet Mars, a race of spiritual beings, much like the Nacaal, attempted a global experiment in which they severed themselves from the unity of the universe to see what would transpire. The race, rather than living on the principles of love and peace, grew greedy and logical. In time they grew to covet Mars, which at this time was a paradise, and entered into a grand war which left the planet in the state of a barren wasteland. Before the annihilation of the last of the Martians, they constructed an artificial Merkaba, which was a celestial tool of ascension. This polygon-like energy field, that could raise ones consciousness to a god level state, could be used to travel worlds, but was lost to the Martians as they no longer flourished in tune with the energy of the universe.

Using their knowledge of spiritual energy the Martians created an incomplete Merkaba with what spiritual energy they could muster, and whatever remaining life essences they could pull up from Mars. Using the synthetic vessel, the Martians travelled space and time until coming across earth and the last vortex of energy upon Atlantis, which was where they decided to settle. After landing, the first war on earth was fought between the Nacaal and the Martians who sought control over Atlantis. The Nacaal won due to their vast numbers, but found that they lacked the power to send the Martians off world. So the two races integrated alongside the Judai and both attempted to understand the logic and reasoning of the other. Eventually the influence of the Martians began to build across Atlantis until the invaders took over the content completely. After the dominance of the Martians took over Atlantis, a piece of the continent broke apart and sank into the sea. This worried the Nacaal, and former Lemurians, as the way in which the chunk of land broke away and sunk was similar to how Lemuria had been destroyed.

Along with the deterioration of the continent, the Nacaal had suffered a decline in conciseness and lost their ability to force the future and cataclysmic events. Two hundred years passed and fear that Atlantis would be lost to the sea began to deplete. It was not long after this that the Judai foretold of a comet that would soon strike the planet and cause unforeseen events to unfold. The Martians, fearing their destruction, desired to use their technologies to blast the comet out of the sky before impact, while the Nacaal saw it as a natural event, set in motion by the universe, and pushed to have its collision with earth take place. After much conflict the vast numbers of the Nacaal bested the Martians again and the comet was granted passage to land on earth. Crashing into the western shores of Atlantis, the comet broke apart with some fractions killing a large portion of the Martians and greatly destroying their city, formed within one of the Tree of Life’s circles. After the genocide of their people, at the hands of the comet, the Martians declared a separation from the Nacaal and went their own way.

Soon desiring further control, the Martians navigated the globe and attempted to construct another Merkaba. This Merkaba was planned to be even more powerful than the last and was foretold to grant the Martians control over the entire earth. However, years being separated from the unity of the universe had caused the Martians to forget how to properly construct a Merkaba. Building the pyramids and streams of energy needed, the Martians went forward, believing they had successfully constructed a powerful Merkaba and activated it with hopes of world domination. However, the incomplete Merkaba grew unstable and, in the chaos of its creation, tore open holes into dimensions which allowed unknown worlds with dangerous properties to seep through to earth. Spirits from these unknown dimensions came through to the planet, but found that they could not exist on earth. To survive the spirits frantically possessed the bodies of the Nacaal, Judai and Martians to sustain themselves. This proved disastrous as a single individual held thousands of spirits within them, tormenting both the possessed and the possessors. 

Constructing a pure and powerful Merkaba of their own, the Nacaal were able to send a great number of the dimension spirits back to their respective realms and healed the rifts created by the Martians. The damage had been done and the vast dimensional shifts that took place upon Atlantis began to ravish and destroy all who inhabited the planet and continent. Sicknesses with no cure began to arise and the lifespans of the Nacaal, Judai and the Martians began to decrease. It was then that the Nacaal called out for aid from beings who existed lightyears beyond their consciousness. The Nacaal called out to inconceivable forces of power and spirituality that were otherworldly and divine in every sense. These omnipotent forces spoke down to the Nacaal and told them that the races of earth would soon reach the lowest level of consciousness that existed and that it was up to the inhabitants of earth, over a span of thirteen thousand years, to rise again to the level of consciousness that the Nacaal had originated from. If all who inhabited the earth would fail to reach this supreme consciousness in the time needed, the joined races of the Nacaal, Judai and Martians were prophesied to perish by the clairvoyance of the omnipotent consciousnesses.

Thoth, Ra and Araragat, who were the former Immortal Kings of Atlantis, were instructed by the omnipotent consciousnesses to be the saviors of their world and were given the instructions and tools to do so. It was up to the Immortal Kings to create an artificial grid-gate device of world energy that the races of earth could pass through to gain a higher conciseness and thrive once again in the spiritual unity of the universe. There existed a grid of energy across the earth that tied together the consciousness of all the beings who existed on it. In the construction of this grid-gate device the Immortal Kings erected multiple temples and pyramids across the world to line up with the essential spirals of the earth’s global energy grid. Thoth, Ra and Araragat served the higher consciousnesses and therefore operated on a higher plane of conscious existence than the other inhabitants of earth at the time. This granted them the ability to create these pyramids and temples instantaneously, speeding up the process of saving the races of the world.

It was through the temples and pyramids that the energy of the earth and its grid reactivated, ascending the races of earth once again. Thoth wrote of his knowledge in the Emerald Tablets, which were a collection of twelve slabs crafted from unknown elements in the process of alchemical transmutation. Thoth left these tablets in the Great Pyramid of Giza, to be uncovered and studied countless centuries later by the descendent races of the Nacaal, Judai and the Martians. It was through the cryptic instruction of these tablets that Thoth secured a positive future and an eventual reentry of the mortal races back unto a divine and universal consciousness. Deep within the earth, beneath the Great Pyramid, Thoth revealed that there exists a Hall of Records, not built by him, that predates Atlantis. Within this hall Thoth discovered a small replica of the Great Pyramid, which confused him as Thoth built the structure before learning of the object’s existence. The replica, which was said to be pure gold and almost translucent, showing a hollowed interior of the pyramid, was the key to another subterranean room.

This room, which could only be accessed by traveling miles below the Great Sphinx of Giza, was said to house a synthetic ship which could be operated on pure consciousness. However, this vessel lied deep within the earth, and even Thoth himself could not think of how to use it or bring it to the surface of the planet. It was then that Thoth realized the potential of the synthetic vessel, which increased the occupant’s consciousness levels to that of the omnipotent forces that guided the Immortal Kings, and decided that the vessel must only be used in dire situations of world-ending destruction. It was through his guidance that Thoth granted knowledge of the vessel, which sat as a large, thin cylinder-like metal container, to a very select few. To this day the vessel, held in a room similar to its structure, being round with a flat ceiling and floor, still remains unmoved, but not unused. To whoever enters the synthetic vessel, they may change the fabric of reality with a thought, as Thoth describes the object as being able to connect with an individual’s Kundalini and Mekaba.

This would amplify the occupant’s spiritual energy and increased their consciousness to unknown levels of divine being. However, as Thoth described in his tablets, only the purest soul could activate and use the synthetic vessel. In secret, for thousands of years and whenever the world was under threat, a person who was pure of heart would be brought to the vessel and use it to set everything back into the balancing swing of peace and harmony. The first instance of this happening occurred in the nineteen-sixties when an alien race, known as the Grays, attempted to secretly invade earth. The Grays were thwarted and were beamed millions of lightyears away by the unknown individual called to the ship by its telepathic consciousness. This was the first and most recent usage of the ship to common knowledge. This vessel was known to the few who protected it as earth’s greatest defense system against any force that might wish the planet harm. It was a unified spiritual construct, systematically in tune with the energy and essence of the universe.

II.

The Underground City

In these tablets, which countless men of science have decoded and translated over the centuries, there exists a hidden history to the world. There is this construct of otherworldliness that looms beyond our galaxy, awaiting our joining, once again, into the vast unity of all that predates us. It was through Thoth, the King Priest of Atlantis, that knowledge of the ancient had found its way into the future, to be read and interpreted by modern man. This bizarre mythology has become the obsession of my studies, and as I continue to delve deeper and deeper into the snippets of collected events that make up this surpassed lore, the more I find myself uncovering connections to our fabricated history and individuals that couldn’t be coincidence. My studies began in nineteen ninety-six, after securing a job at the studious Princeton University in New Jersey. After attending Yale, which my parents had so forcibly attempted to thrust upon me since birth, I found myself desiring a smaller station from which to live out a steady career. I went for business, but settled on a history major.

A choice I’m sure my parents weren’t too keen on, but all the same I’m sure it beat working a joe-job in their eyes. I would like to state here and now that I am a normal person. I do not have fetishes, I do not believe in scientology and I am not a stalker. I know, after witnessing my beliefs one might believe me mad, but I can assure you my morals are on point and, to a degree, I have trouble believing that which I have uncovered myself, most of the time. Nevertheless I find it interesting. This history of this world, as I have always believed, must have been fabricated over the long haul of our existence. It is not without a shred of possibility that individuals from across time might have made up, covered over or twisted events and individuals into mythologies, monsters and gods. Where we were and where we are going is all I care to worry about. I am a firm believer in the conscious unity of the universe, however I also believe that fate is nonexistent and that each being and individual, within a frame of reason, is able to make their own decisions without the backing of some divine and external force.

Settling back into my discovery of this secret history, I first came across papers on this mythology after traversing the vast basement of Princeton, after moving into an apartment by the local campus and seeking out a place of storage to put away, in school, that which I could not stock in my apartment’s attic. My superiors had no problem with this, and so it was on the day of my moving that I rolled by the university to travel the basement, pick out a corner and pile up my belongings. I almost didn’t trust the openness of the university’s stock rooms. To enter them you had to go by a gate, guarded by one security officer, then travel down a flight of metal stairs before reaching a cold series of rooms, separated by metal gates. I passed through them, shuttering at the lack of lighting in this basement that seemed to go on forever. The far back sections of the basement had no light and vanquished itself off into darkness, so I travelled the wall and found a place in the distance where no supplies, boxes or otherwise sat up against the large bricked side of the room.

I bent down to set my things on the floor, remembering the numbers of the two gated sections I had placed my belongings between. As I arose I lost my footing and stumbled back, pressing in a section of the wall. As I did a section of the blocks beneath it crumbled, allowing the brick to hang out of the wall for a moment. For fear that my foot might be flattened by the falling brick, I stepped back. That was when my eye caught a series of papers behind the brick, in a section of the wall. I reached out for the brick, to see if it was truly papers that hid behind the slab, and as I did the brick fell and shattered on the ground. I felt bits of it hit my shoes as I closed in on the small compartment in the wall that had been revealed. Peering it I saw that it was indeed a stack of papers, exactly forty, that sat on top of one another and had collected a great deal of dust over them, almost masking exactly what they were. I removed the papers and patted them down. I stepped back as to not inhale the dust and caught a peek at the top of the first paper. The letters were from a typewriter and gave the date of their publication as nineteen seventy-three.

I looked around, fearing someone upstairs may have heard the shattering brick, but no voices called down to me. My eyes scanned over the papers quickly as I caught words and phrases like hydraulics, Sumerians, terrestrials and magnetic fields. It seemed interesting at the time, and no one appeared to have touched the papers for a long while, and so I was possessed by this urge to take them under my shirt and examine them further in the comfort of my home study. Since it would be a few days before I would begin teaching classes I had much free time to read through the papers and, after what I had exposed myself to, there was certainly a shift in my outlook on things. When I had first read the papers it had come off like some strange science fiction story. I didn’t know what to think and set the papers aside for the night to reflect on my findings over a night of sleep. Since that time I have explored the deepest parts of this history and fragments of this lore which remain hidden, to this day, by the government, the Vatican and possibly even by the richest families in the world.

Now, I know what you are thinking, and I must disagree with you when you say this sounds like the start of a bad conspiracy theory, but I have come to find what I speak of as existing like a sort of lesser-known truth. It’s a kind of slightly known series factuality, corrupted by those who wish to protect and preserve us, at least most of the time. It is through the opening of ones mind to these beliefs that the stories of old truly do tell of a joined history, far greater beyond anything we could imagine. From this belief one can suppose that there existed aeons of time that existed before the birth of those who had created us. Thoth was the greatest of these gods and it is through him and his word that the modern world might find the love and peace we’ve fantasized about for so long. There is no denying that the human race is destined for greatness. We’ve been carving a path to divine being since the day we arrived on the planet. It is in this state of mind that I wish to be the first to announce the New Church of Thoth. With funding from my family and the support of my colleagues, all of whom I have revealed this great revelation, the erection of this new house of beliefs will guide the human race into a brighter tomorrow.

All of mankind’s fears are based on things that are threatening to them. The modern man fears spiders, snakes and wild animals. Moving further down that same line of thought, why did our ancestors fear images of demons and monsters? Could it be that, in that time long before us, such beings were a true and real threat? If so does this mean those monsters and demons hold any chance of returning? Only time will tell. What I have learned since the idea to create a church under Thoth is that the immortal priest king of Atlantis had a son. This was Tat and Tat, like his father, shared the same beliefs and hope for mankind. During his life, Tat founded an organization of his own. One that would be free from political and religious persecution down through the ages. That organization is alive and well today. I know this because after the announcement of my devotion to Thoth became widespread across the archeological underworld I started getting calls. One of these calls was from the Tat Brotherhood. The very organization who secretly remained in shadow for so long had contacted me, wishing to meet me.

By this time I was well acquainted with many archeologists and some names in science that the world has probably never known. It was through my belief in this alternate history that ears from all around me swept me through the door and into a vast web of Thoth servants. These allied forces pushed for the future I had envisioned, just as they had when they first stumbled upon the truth. Before I knew it I was in Giza, meeting with the Brotherhood of Tat and revealing to them the papers I had found. Though I cannot reveal here where their organization headquarters is, believe me when I say I was taken there and taught things that I could not begin to describe. Spiritual energy. Energy forcefields. Higher forms of consciousness. All that I had read I was discovering, and it was during my stay in Giza that the greatest discovery of the last century had taken place. During my frolic with the brotherhood a squire had interrupted us in the middle of a prayer. he came in spouting marvelous news. Apparently an obelisk with runes carved upon it had arisen from between the paws of the Great Sphinx.

The obelisk was removed and taken to an undisclosed location, but beneath the plot of sand where it stood there appeared a hole leading into the underground. After reaching the bottom archeologists came to a room consisting of three long tunnels. It took the squire many days to reach us and by the time we had prepared our things and arrived in Giza, we were at a loss. For at the end of the center hall, beneath the corridor which brought those who walked it beneath the sands of the Great Pyramid, there was a wall of pure light. Though I was not there to witness this, those in the brotherhood took multiple photographed and recorded accounts of the event. The wall of light made all those who tried to go near it sickly and weak. When shot at with a revolver, one of the archeologists concluded that bullets could not pierce the wall and halted upon hitting the surface. Guards had stood overnight and, as they described it, three men in robes found their way into the chamber. As the guards pursued them the three men raised their arms and disappeared.

The guards described seeing the wall of light fade away with the vanishing of the three men, and what was beneath the wall lied a double-doors with not a single rune upon them. The following mourning the brotherhood and all those involved in the initial investigation team, including myself, traversed the center hall of the lair once again, pulled back the doors and happened upon a ledge on the other side. Throwing a light forward the team concluded that beyond the darkness that extended past the ledge lied a great open room, cold and vast. Within it, thousands of miles down, was the prophesied city where Thoth had once called home, centuries before the formation of Atlantis or Lemuria. Since that day I’ve returned to my station in Princeton, and with no questions asked by anyone outside the underground. My absence was covered up and the brotherhood has recruited me as an outside source. The church, soon to be constructed in California, will seek out its members and be quite particular as to who can join. This is not fiction and this is not a cult.

We do not want anyone to take their lives or dedicate their beings to the Church of Thoth. Operate of your own free will. All that we ask is that you embrace, not the god, Thoth, but the idea of his message of love and peace for all who dwell on the planet earth. That is our only desire and purpose. Ancient Roman political and religious leaders, who planned to impose control over the people of the world by creating the New Testament, have arisen again. some of us within the brotherhood believe them to be responsible for the removing of the wall of light which protected the Underground City of Giza. They are the Council of Nicea and are not to be trusted. It is assumed that they have arcane powers at their disposal and aid from those who would see Atlantis sunken further into the earth, and Thoth vanquished for his message. In all that we do we fight to rival the vile efforts of the Nicea Council. Perhaps one day we will emerge triumphant. In closing, there is so much more I wish to say, but for now I must hold my tongue. I will leave you with this.

The Nacaals taught the Aztecs the true history of the world. This was how the Aztecs had thought to construct a calendar, marking the end of human civilization. However, this calendar was mean to mark the passing of every one-hundred centuries. Mankind will not face destruction until long after I pass from this world and form. In that time the next largest threat to endanger humankind will have a chance to be repelled, but as all things in the universe, as well as up to this point, only time will tell. Until then you will know me by my alias, Modern Man.