Thursday, April 3, 2014


The brain comes from the children of the Tuatha De Danann.

Others were only weak imitations in the shape of people.

The Celtics said they were nothing but vicious scavengers until they overcame the Tuatha De Danann by sheer force of numbers. One of their warriors was worth any ten of ours, they said. They described them as the most beautiful and wonderful race of people that could be imagined. They said they had vast storehouses and tunnels underground and they could pop up in the middle of anywhere they wished through a hole in the ground. The Celtics said that the only greatness they ever had came by kidnapping the faery queens of the Tuatha De Danann and causing these women to submit to bearing children by all their warriors. The reason the ancient fertility statue has that funny veil on her head is because she is a captive. It is so she will not see the endless series of men coming into her tent to lie with her. The Celts said that although they were dangerous to keep as slaves, the children of the Tuatha De Danann (who they claimed could see in darkness) became their servants and were sent in against their enemies to cause all tribes to surrender to them. They said that although these children were incredibly strong and clever, they had a weakness in their makeup that could be used to cause them to submit to their lot in life. They said that if they were raised up in the correct way by the right course of submission, that "they would no longer pull at their posts" (implying when young they were kept chained to columns in villages) and their chains could be removed to command them anywhere as one commands hounds.

Note my name "Blakemore" is simply english gentification of the "Bloch Moors" which is old english for "Black Mohairs" clan who dressed in goat skins and were mercenaries in the ancient world. They described themselves as "those who have broken their chains forever" implying they were once a slave caste before they obtained their freedom. They mixed heavily with the Basque peoples and were well known as a strange race of white men with blue eyes and supernatural physical strength. They went everywhere in little boats which depicted in tapestries have 9 white guys with a black man at the back. This black man was their "envoy" who negotiated for them when it came to rates of pay. Like Esau, they seemed to be poor at negotiating their own contracts and estimating values of things.

It is not about contribution of genes because these genes were the only human ones. The genes they were mixed with were the genes of animals. Animals who could walk upright but nevertheless, animals. Only the Neanderthal was human. The rest were bad clones. Standing and ruling over them all was the Melonhead.

The news you are not permitted to hear is way, way more important than the news you are allowed to hear.

Remember, Neanderthals were like Homo Sapiens except better looking and much brighter and stronger. Just imagine a Homo Sapiens that didn't look like a blend between a cross-eyed baboon and a lawn gnome. Neanderthals were like people except without all that fail. Intact genes and better poise. I first saw the self-drawn profile back in the late 90's. Some Neanderthal seemed to think that his/her face was not covered with really cheesy looking rubber appliances and they even fantasised that they had perfectly normal foreheads with well-developed frontal lobes. The nerve of those savage Ur-Men, comparing themselves with us. Everybody knows we get our looks from our beautiful mothers, so unless our butt-ugly coal-black ancestors gang-raped the entire race of Neanderthal women and they looked like Raquel Welch, it proves … errr … wait a moment while I think about this. Of course, even if that was the case we could always conceal the truth with a bit of creative reconstruction.

Speaking as a Neanderthal, we know perfectly well we did not domesticate plants. Unlike Homo Sapiens, we don't take credit for things we didn't do. I am pretty certain that it is the Melonheads who are responsible for all the strains of domesticated agriculture in use today. I also think they were such remarkable genetic engineers they designed most plants to have visual cues to their uses.

"Immense volumes have been written to expound our knowledge, and conceal our ignorance, of primitive man...primitive cultures were not necessarily the ancestors of our own; for all we know they may be the degenerate remnants of higher cultures … historians who claim that no such cultures existed are defying the evidence and experience of all those who have studied the field."

- Will Durant


samhuih said...

From the paper,
"...A skull dating back 700,000 which is either Homo sapien or part Homo sapien is in direct conflict with the Out of Africa theory of human evolution..."

styrac said...

Just another slow day at the Vatican:

Grognard said...

Good stuff. Amazing to see this is all slowly coming forth as the truth.

Astrosmith said...

Wow Tex:

Grognard said...

Bison fleeing yellowstone. Not a good sign.

Amy said...

Tex, is there anything of substance to the idea that we can inherit memory?

See, I'm a small part Irish, from my paternal grandmother who was 1/2 Irish, the Irish long considered the last remnant of the Tuatha de Danaan. When I first encountered Irish mythology and the stories of the Tuatha and Cuchulainn and Lugh, and its sister mythology in the stories of Llyr and Rhiannon and Macsen, I felt some kind of kinship or calling to a history that was lost, or hidden. I feel something similar when I read the stories of old Poland and her kings and saints. Some myths, like African and Maori or Aborigine tales I enjoy but don't find as stimulating or inspiring as those of people who lived in climes in which I seem, clearly, destined to thrive.

I've been to England, Wales, and Ireland. The beauty of the place was overwhelming. Even at 20, I would have gladly settled there if someone offered me a life of living in a place where the air is cold and clean, and the ground fertile.

But I'm a hopeless romantic, always have been. Still, something calls me about such places. The tropics are stifling; Florida is about as far south as I've ever been and I couldn't bear it. Is there something in our genes that tells us where, and how, to live?

And still I wonder why people won't just let us live where and how we want, but that's rhetorical anyhow.

HalibetLector said...

You're not the only one, Amy. I felt much the same way when I started reading Irish folklore and listening to traditional Celtic music. It resonated with me in a way that other myths never have. I've never been to the UK, but I'm told the climates are similar to where I grew up (Northeastern USA). I wound up spending half a decade in California and the whole time my body was crying out for the damp green of home. Since returning home, I've had job offers from California, Texas and New Mexico, but I turned them all down; I just couldn't bring myself to go back to the desert. The thought is almost physically painful.

Texas Arcane said...


I believe in racial memory.

They've already proved it is possible in mice but I wouldn't hold your breath waiting for them to admit it not only exists but is far, far more sophisticated in human beings than it ever was in mice.

This would bring up the tricky question of why some have no such feelings at all. It is almost like they dropped in out of thin air 38,000 years ago. The old people of the earth would have instincts that went way, way beyond instincts in animals. Most of these animals have only been in existence a hundred thousand years in some species, whereas Neanderthals are at least one million years old fully developed bipeds. Imagine the racial memories you could build in that amount of time.