he story of the destruction of Mu, the motherland of Man, is very strange indeed. It gives us the solution to the mystery of the white traces of the South Seas and teaches us how a great civilization flourished in the center of the Pacific, only to be completely erased overnight. A few years ago, scientists would have doubted the possibility of the existence in the middle of the Pacific of a vast continent like Mu. But since then documents have been discovered, comparisons made, which prove that this continent existed. The evidence is diverse.
First there are the sacred tablets discovered in an Indian temple and deciphered with the help of a learned priest. These tablets gave a first glimpse of Mu and launched quite a few explorers on a quest around the world. They were scrubbed by the Naacals, either in Burma or in the mother country. They tell how the Naacals came from this continent in the middle of the Pacific. They also tell the story of the creation of man on this earth. Less ancient documents written in Mayax, Egypt and India, describe the destruction of this land of Mu, when the earth's crust was covered to plunge the entire continent into an abyss of water and fire. Then the waters of the Pacific closed on what had been a mighty civilization.
Then there is a confirmation of the existence of Mu in other ancient manuscripts, among which a classic like the Hindu epic Ramayana, written by the historian Valmiki under the dictation of Narana, high priest of the Rishi (sacred) temples in Ayhodia, who read to him the ancient archives of the temple. Valmiki says that the Naacals "came to Burma from their native land in the east," that is, from the Pacific Ocean. Another document confirms the account of the sacred tablets and of Valmiki; it is the Troano manuscript which is now in the British Museum. This is a very old Mayan book written in Yukatan. It is referred to as the "Land of Mu", employing the same Mu symbols that we find in India, Burma and Egypt. We still have a reference to the Codex Cortesianus, a Mayan book roughly contemporary with the Troano Manuscript. And then there's the Lhasa Document, hundreds of writings from Greece, Central America, Mexico, and cave paintings in cave caves in the western states of the United States.
From Mexico to Japan, disturbing analogies
Finally there are ruins, which, by their location and the symbols that decorate them, tell us about the continent of Mu, the motherland of Man.
In the South Sea Islands, notably in Mangaia, Tonga-tabou, Panape, the Marianas and Easter Island, today we find remains of ancient stone temples and other monolithic remains dating back to the era of Mu. In Uxmal, Yucatan, a ruined temple bears commemorative inscriptions of “The Lands of the West, Where We Come From”; and the extraordinary Mexican pyramid, southwest of Mexico City, was erected, according to its inscriptions, as a monument commemorating the destruction of these same "Western Lands".
And then there is the universality of certain ancient symbols and customs discovered in Egypt, Burma, India, Japan, China, the Pacific Islands, Central America, South America and among certain tribes of North America. These symbols and customs are so similar that there is no doubt that they have one common resource: MU. All of this allows us to follow the story of Mu's destruction.
A real paradise
This continent was a huge rolling plain, stretching north from Hawaii to the south. A line drawn between Easter Island and the Fijis formed its southern boundary. Its extent was more than eight thousand kilometers from east to west, and more than five thousand from north to south. The continent was made up of three lands, divided by narrow channels or straits.
A long, long time ago, in very ancient times - several thousand years - but at the edge of what we call historic times there was a vast continent in the middle of the Pacific Ocean which we cannot see today. hui as the sea and the sky and small archipelagos that we call the islands of the South Seas.
It was a very beautiful tropical country, covered with vast plains. The valleys and plains were fertile, grass grew and there were cultivated fields, while the hills were shaded by beautiful tropical vegetation. No mountain stood in this earthly paradise, for the mountains had not yet been pushed out of the bowels of the earth.
This great wealthy country was watered with many rivers and streams, which meandered between low hills and fertile plains. The luxuriant vegetation covered the whole country with a magnificent green ornament. A thousand fragrant flowers bloomed on the trees and the bushes; the beaches were lined with tall palm trees and along the rivers tall ferns swayed in the breeze. In the valleys, the rivers formed lakes around which the sacred lotus bloomed. Colorful butterflies fluttered beneath the trees and hummingbirds buzzed from flower to flower, shining like winged jewels in the sun.
Herds of mighty mastodons and elephants roamed the pristine forests, wagging their huge ears to hunt unwelcome insects.
64 million human beings
The great continent was teeming with a happy life over which 64 human beings (Troano manuscript) reigned supreme. Wide roads went in all directions, like a spider's web, and the stones that paved them were so tightly joined that grass could not grow between the slabs (Easter Island tablet).
At that time, the 64 inhabitants formed ten tribes, or "peoples" distinct from each other, but under the same government.
Many generations ago, the people had chosen a king and added the prefix Ra to his name. He then became the hieratic chief and the emperor under the name of “Ra Mu”. The empire was called the Empire of the Sun.
Everyone professed the same religion, worshiping the Divinity in the form of symbols. All believed in the immortality of the soul, which eventually returned to the great source from which it had come.
So great was their respect for the Godhead that they never uttered His name and in their prayers and supplications were always addressed to Him through a symbol. “Ra the Sun” was the collective symbol of all of His attributes. High Priest, Ra Mu was the in the shape of of Divinity. It was of course understood that Ra Mu was not to be worshiped, for he was only a representative.
A very beautiful and very peaceful people
At that time, the people of Mu were highly enlightened and civilized. There was no savagery on earth, and there never had been, for all the peoples of the earth were children of Mu and under the suzerainty of the motherland.
The dominant race in the land of Mu was a white race; the people were very handsome, with fair or slightly golden skin, large very soft eyes of dark color, and straight black hair. Apart from this white race, there were others, with yellow, brown or black skin. But they did not dominate.
These inhabitants of Mu were bold sailors and navigators who roamed the world in their ships from the eastern ocean to the western ocean and from the northern seas to the southern ones. They were also great architects who built huge temples and stone palaces. They also sculpted and erected gigantic monoliths, as monuments.
There were seven main cities in the land of Mu, the seats of religion, science and learning. And many other large towns and cities were scattered across the three lands.
Many ports were built at the mouths of rivers from which ships left for all horizons, and where trade was flourishing. The land of Mu was the great center of civilization and commerce; all the other countries of the world were only its colonies. Its ships constantly carried passengers and goods to the various colonies.
While this mighty nation was at its zenith, covered with countless temples and monuments, it fell victim to a cataclysm.
Rumblings rising from the bowels of the earth followed by earthquakes and volcanic eruptions shook its southern part. All along the coasts, immense tidal waves covered the plains and engulfed the beautiful cities. The volcanoes spat flames, smoke and lava. As the country was flat, the lava did not flow but rather accumulated, forming pyramids which later became rocks, and which can be seen today on some of the southern islands. Finally, the volcanoes calmed down and died out.
After the disaster, Mu's people overcame their fear. The destroyed cities were rebuilt and life continued.
Several generations after this cataclysm, when the phenomenon was almost forgotten, Mu was once again the victim of earthquakes. “The whole continent heaved and rolled like the waves of the ocean. The earth shook and shook like the leaves of trees in a thunderstorm. Temples and palaces collapsed, monuments and statues were overthrown. The cities were nothing more than ruins. ” (Troano manuscript, Codex Cortesianus, and Lhasa Document.)
As the earth rose and fell, quivered and pitched, the subterranean fires gushed out, piercing the clouds in a raging blaze five kilometers in diameter. The flames joined the lightning that streaked the sky. Heavy smoke covered the continent. Again, gigantic tidal waves swept over the plains. The cities and all their inhabitants disappeared in the waves.
In a bustling bustle
When the setting sun appeared on the horizon under the blanket of black smoke that covered the entire continent, we thought we saw a fireball, transcendent and furious. When he had sunk behind the horizon, opaque darkness reigned, dispelled from time to time by lightning.
During the night, Mu was completely destroyed. In an apocalypse crash, the condemned earth sank, deep in the flames of hell "into an ocean of fire" which thus took possession of its victim. Mu and its 64 inhabitants were sacrificed.
As Mu sank into her fiery abyss, another force attacked her, one hundred and thirty million cubic meters of water! From all sides, gigantic waves came crashing down. They met in the center of the sunken earth, and it was a Dantesque bubbling.
The summits, today the islands in the Pacific
Mu, the motherland of Man, with its proud cities, temples and palaces, arts, sciences and culture, was nothing more than a dream of the past. Water was his shroud. This catastrophe was the first step in the destruction of the first great civilization on Earth.
For nearly 3 000 years, the destruction of Mu threw a thick veil over this part of the Earth. We begin to lift this veil, but there are still many hidden regions.
When the continent was torn up and engulfed by certain phenomena, heights and strips of earth remained on the surface of the waters. They formed islands and archipelagos, but they were torn apart by volcanic eruptions.
After covering the earth and all that it contained, the waters calmed down, as if satisfied with their destructive work, and these waters are called today the Pacific Ocean. Never has a name been more ironically attributed!
On these islands lost in the stormy sea, the survivors of the population of Mu huddled together, anxiously awaiting the end of the terrible tremors. They had seen their temples and their palaces, their ships and their roads disappear forever. Almost the entire population had been swallowed up. The few survivors of the motherland of Man realized that they had nothing, no tools, no clothes, no shelters, little land, no food. The sea boiled all around their shelters, and above their heads clouds of smoke, vapor and ash hid the friendly sun, extinguishing all light. The cries of despair of their compatriots still echoed in their ears. It was a scene of horror to those who had survived it but were condemned to die of hunger and cold. Few were able to survive the terrible ordeal and many died miserably.
The South Sea Islands are all that remains of these lands saved, and some of their inhabitants may claim to be the direct descendants of Mu's people.
After a few days, the smoke and sulphurous vapors finally dissipated. The sun pierced the veil of clouds. The new islands were haunted by terrified men and women, those who were lucky enough not to die. They must have been very pitiful, these survivors of the greatest catastrophe in the world!
Fallen in the lowest savagery
Under these circumstances, it is easy enough to imagine what happened. Many were driven mad by the horror, others prayed that death would deliver them from their intolerable sufferings. To exist, simply, they have only one recourse: to descend to the depths of savagery and, for a while at least, feed each other.
The skins of the animals, if there were any, and the leaves of the trees were to be their only clothing in the future. Stones, spears and arrows would be their weapons of defense. They had to make their tools with shells and flints. But the main thing, wasn't it the food? Undoubtedly, many died of cold, hunger and fear, and when they died their bodies served as food for the survivors. Thus began cannibalism and savagery. Thus, the survivors of the world's greatest civilization fell into the lowest savagery, which has continued almost to the present day.
The Children of Mu
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