Report of the Educational and Diplomatic Cultural Mission to Altai
Cosmic Moon 24, 8 Storm Year- Magnetic Moon 27, 9 Seed Year
Foundation for the Law of Time
This Mission was essentially in three stages: getting there, being there, and returning. Everything is considered in relation to the planet whole system. The land of Altai in the most remote heart of central Asia is locally referred to as Kin Altai,”Altai, the navel of the Earth,” and as the “Pearl of Siberia. “And that it is. Politically known as the Autonomous Republic of Altai, a member of the Russian Federation, a normal human being will find out that you cannot actually get to Altai by the usual means of train or airplane. In today’s world, this inaccessibility in itself defines some of the nature and meaning of Altai.
On Cosmic Moon 24, we left Portland bound for Altai via Japan, the staging point of our Journey. Arriving in Tokyo on Cosmic Moon 25, we met Maria of PAN Brazil, and along with Mitsy of PAN Japan, we traveled with too many bags by an assortment of trains to the Japanese resort town of Izu, where a two day Seminar had been arranged, The Campaign for the New Time. Attended by some seventy kin at the newly constructed Philosophical Retreat Center, the Seminar was for the purpose of initiating PAN Japan into the three year strategy of the Campaign for the New Time, the second and final stage of effecting the Calendar Change begun by the Seven Years of Prophecy. The event was successfully concluded on the morning of Cosmic 27, by an impromptu session on the mathematical cosmology of the Wavespell and the synchronic order of the Law of Time. On Cosmic Moon 28, Maria and ourselves traveled by train with our host, Hirohide Yanase, to Osaka, for the Day Out of Time festivities. On the evening of our arrival in Osaka, we met with a small group of kin from PAN Japan.
The focal point of our day Out of Time was the concurrent Shinto festival, the Tenjin Matsuri. This event is one of the three major Shinto festivals in Japan and is attended by one and a half million people. Yanase-san wisely saw to inform the organizers of this major event of the Day of Out of Time and of the efforts to revive the notion of festival to its original meaning on this special day. Because of Yanase-san, Bolon Ik and myself were the special guests of the ancient ceremony at the Tenjin Shinto Temple Shrine which inaugurates the more public part of the event. Tenjin is the name of the “Sky God,” and the purpose of the ceremony is to invoke the beneficence of the great Sky God. Only some 50 people are in attendance at this ceremony which is a performance of ancient court music and dance. This year, for the first time in 80 years, the ceremony features the bringing out of the branch of the sacred tree, the Sakana. As we sat for the hour and a half event so perfectly and precisely performed, I meditated on the relationship of the Sky God to the distant land of Altai – had the Japanese people, too, originally come from Altai?
The ancient ceremony concluded, the great public event began with colorful floats and a parade that has its stunning conclusion on the water. For over two hours in the evening we floated on the waters of the River O, treated to fireworks and music on passing boats, including the haunting temple music know as gagaku along with the court dance known as bugaku…how strange and dreamlike to experience these ancient forms on the river in the midst of the modern metropolis of Osaka.
The next day, New Years Day of the Year of the Yellow Magnetic Seed, we traveled by train and car to Mt. Fuji, where, high up the mountain near a lake, we met with local officials to plan for a major Day Out of Time event in 2004. We then drove to the site of a natural amphitheater and recording studio, “Eggs and Shep,” where, the day before, a Cosmic Peace Day Music Festival had occurred. We continued the campfire event by performing with improvisational flute and dance, as well as being treated to some modern dance and guitar, by a musician named Zen. Eggs and Shep Studio is considered to be a major recording center for contemporary Japanese pop artists, and a welcome haven in nature, far outside of the teeming streets of Tokyo. Early the next morning we walked through the misty Mountain forest – one last touch of nature before descending again by car and train to Tokyo.
Japan today is a culture in mutation. Its once proud economy ebbs lower every day.Far Eastern bastion of the G-7, Japan is now in search of its identity.The regimented look of the salary man and office girl is rapidly giving way to a generation of Japanese who dye their hair orange and look more like tattooed hippies than corporate job seekers. As the big companies like Toshiba are cutting jobs, violent crime is now an everyday phenomenon. All of this is in striking contrast to how it was just six brief years ago when we first started visiting Japan. One event then stood out, and now, in retrospect, seems like an ominous signal of the coming decline of technocratic Japan,and that was the Aum sect nerve gas bomb set off in a Tokyo subway station. Murder has become common place, and suicide is on the increase -30,000 per year according to Newsweek magazine.
In our analysis, Japan is experiencing the full deleterious effects of the 12:60 frequency which it adopted to with a complete abandon. Now 128 years of Gregorian civilization show Japan to be coming apart at the seams. These impressions and reflections deeply move us, and on the night of Magnetic Moon 3 we make a presentation of the Campaign for the New Time at the Nakano Zero public theater and performing hall to some five hundred people. Our talk is preceded by a performance by artist Hibeki of the traditional drum – a powerful reminder of the true integrity of a traditional art in a contemporary setting. Our message is plain and simple: complete the Thirteen Moon Calendar change by 2004 – the return to natural time is the only hope for Japan if it wishes to preserve its authentic spiritual and cultural identity.
ON the fourth day of the Magnetic moon we are joined by the two other members of the Altai Mission, Mother Tynetta Muhammad, “Mother of the Faithful” of the Nation of Islam, and journalist, Rosalind Muhammad. Maria Negishi of PAN Brazil is unable to join the mission because of visa difficulties. We all join members of PAN Japan for a “Farewell Lunch.” Once again we exhort PAN Japan to the Campaign for the New Time, to spread the message to the people and to prepare for the great changes of 2004-2005. In a loving and sweetly emotional atmosphere, we depart. Japan, which had withstood the conquest of the great Kublai Khan, was vanquished seven centuries later by America and the atomic bomb. Now this great Asian nation is at another cross-roads – will it continue its nose-dive into technocratic oblivion, or rise like a Phoenix from its own ashes into the New Time of the Thirteen Moons of Peace?
The next morning, our four member Mission begins the next leg of its journey, a flight to Hakodate on the Northern island of Hokkaido, and thence by propeller jet to the far eastern Russian outpost of Yuzhno Sakhalinsk on the Island of Sakhalin. On the plane I borrow Tynetta’s copy of Roerich’s book “Altai-Himalaya,” and read his essay on “Altai.” In 1926, exactly 75 years prior to our visit, also in the month of August, the Roerich’s passed through Altai. In fact, I notice the two dates mentioned by Roerich, August 2nd and August 17th, to be identical to the dates of our entry and our departure from Altai. What curious destiny was this? Yet another challenge awaited us in Yuzhno Sakhalinsk. Following a tense and difficult moment when we realized that Tynetta and Rosalaind had been issued the wrong tickets, and with some $400 to resolve the problem, we finally get on our next flight which takes us inland to Khabavorsk, and then on to Novosibersk. It is a long flight, appropriate to the day, Kin 208, Yellow Cosmic Star, in the Dreamspell, the 208th step to Merlin’s tower, the point of departure and magic flight into the Green Central Castle. Awaiting us in Novosibersk are Timofey and a few new Russian kin. Timofey was unsuccessful at finding us a hotel, and so we all end up in the flat of a young painter named Natasha.
Novosibersk is the “capitol” of Siberia, the closest metropolis to Altai, and the noted center of Russian science. As a large city it is tame compared to Moscow or Tokyo. After some sleep and orientation – we are still waiting to see if we can get train tickets from Novosibersk to Biisk, the last stop before Altai, still some 100 hundred kilometers from the Altai border – we set off for the scientific township just outside of Novosibersk. At a small building we enter the Museum of the Sun where Valeri, the curator, shows us a stunning display of wooden sculptures (his own) and other artifacts showing depictions of the sun from virtually every indigenous culture of the world. In a small meeting hall a sizable audience is waiting for us to speak. We announce our Mission, to bring the Banner of Peace back to Altai and to see about establishing Altai as the planetary Foundation for Peace through Culture. For the Museum of the Sun we leave a Banner of Peace and a deerskin replica of the famous sarcophagus lid of the tomb of Pacal Votan. We conclude with an impromptu flute concert accompanied by Valeri’s playing of resonating Tibetan bowls.
Later in the afternoon we give another lecture at the central science complex. We are told in advance that some of the scientists may be wishing to challenge us regarding the law of time and the calendar change. Our host scientist, however, Vladimir Ponko, has already made detailed studies verifying the existence of the 13:20 frequency in nature.With this in mind, I make a strongly autobiographical presentation which establishes a creative flow from Earth Ascending to the Law of Time as an integral part of a deeply personal search for the truth. This approach works. There is no strong challenge and much curiosity.
The next day, while waiting to see if we can get our train tickets (you cannot purchase train tickets in Russia without showing your passport), we have a highly creative encounter with one scientist whose skepticism had eased as a result of our presentation, Irene Eganova. Known as one of the chief followers of N.A. Kozyrev, the prominent physicist who proposed that time is actually a force generated from the stellar core, Eganova very graciously presents me not only with texts on Kozyrev’s mathematical cosmology, but a rare four volume edition of research done at the Mathematical Institute on the analysis of Mayan Hieroglyphs. This work, terminated in an incomplete state in 1968, was done in order to find out what kind of computer would have to be constructed in order to accommodate the intricacies of Mayan hieroglyphics! In our discussion, which includes a radical view of the electron as a field, it is evident that future collaboration with Eganova could bear great fruit in extending an understanding of the Law of Time among Russian scientists.
The train having been sold out, we procure a mini van and that evening,Magnetic Moon 7 following a visit to the Roerich exhibit in the Novosibersk Art Museum, we set off for Altai. Our entourage now includes the four of us, Tynetta, Rosalind, Bolon Ik and myself, two PAN Russia interpreters, Timofey, 4 Serpent, and Nadezhda, 7 Dragon, and professional film maker, Vladimir, who is prepared to film the entire mission. The night swallows our vehicle as it careens south toward our mysterious destination. In the wee hours of the morning we arrive at an impromptu destination, the house of some noted “channellers.” Following a sauna and some good fresh food, we retire for a few hours of sleep.
“The Altai republic is located at the juncture of borders of several states, natural and cultural worlds, in the zone of interaction of three religions. The ancient Buddhist world is to the south from the Altai, Christianity came from the north and Islam was brought by nomads from Khazakstan steppes. Religions of ancient ancestors – Turks are not forgotten in the Altai mountains. Shamanism Tengrianism are still practiced by the indigenous people. ” Republic of Altai, official text, p. 74 (2001)
Morning of August 2nd, Blue Electric Monkey, Magnetic Moon 8, brilliant sunshine floods through the window. A large bird hovers in the back yard then glides away. Another good meal, breakfast, and a conversation with the head mistress of the house, Olga. Of Russian descent, Olga speaks of the preparation for our visit on the higher planes and of the confirmation of the knowledge of the Law of Time with the destinal keys of this long-awaited moment. As she speaks, there is a commotion. Because we could not get the train to Biisk, some confusion has arisen regarding our arrival and whereabouts. Now waiting for us outside this simple house are two official vehicles. The Deputy Minister of Culture has come to fetch our Mission and take us to the official reception.
The cars speed us away…“The Altai in the issue of the migration of nations is one of the most important places. A burial ground with big stones, the so-called “Tchudsky grave,” inscriptions on the rocks, all this leads to that important epoch when, in the south east, pressed by glaciers or deserts, nations formed an avalanche to fill and regenerate Europe. In relation to history and pre-history, the Altai represents a non-opened treasury.'” Nicholas Roerich
Arriving again at the border between the Autonomous Republic of Altai and Russia proper, there is a small gathering of vibrantly dressed women and a presence of media. The Minister of Culture, Elizaveta C. Yalbakova, our official hostess, colorfully clad in the native dress, greets us warmly. The four official members of our Mission are given silk sashes which are tied on to us ceremonially. The gathering of women does a chant which is vaguely reminiscent of Lakota chants from North America. After a few formal words of exchange, we talk with the press. An ornately dressed elderly woman, Alexandra, goes to Rosalind, and claims her as a long lost daughter. This was soon to become a pattern. Rosalind, it should be noted is tall and striking with her hair in corn braids and her elegant African features set off by equally elegant dresses. All the women want to hug and touch her.
Across the street there is a state reception and some food. Here we are presented to the three indigenous Altai people to accompany us on our journey: Olga, an Altai native, who is a spiritual elder in the White Faith, the direct successor of the Altai Shamanism; her sister, Klaudia, who teaches in the University; and Miron, an all-around helper who, being of the land and the people, knows all about the land and the people. Also joining us at this point were the two Russian educators who helped coordinate our visit with the government and people of Altai, Boris of the Friendship University in Moscow, and Valentina, who now resides in the Altai.
This is the official day, so our entourage now heads back to the capitol, Gorno-Altaiski. The only city in Altai, Gorno-Altaiski has a population of about 60,000 people. The whole of the Republic of Altai has only 205,000 people in a land of 92,600 square kilometers – that’s only .7 people per square kilometer. We have lunch in a small room in the capitol building, then we go to meet the deputy speaker of the Parliament, Ivan Itulovich, who explains to us that Altai is divided into eleven regions, five of these designated by UNESCO as cultural heritage zones. One of the small booklets he gives us describes Altai officially as an “Ecological-Economic region.” The dynamic tension in Altai today is how to maintain its biospheric and cultural unity against the pressures of tourism and globalization. The major threat to this pristine condition is the proposed super highway to connect China on the southernmost border to Russia in the North. If constructed, this highway would destroy the energy field that Altai maintains as the navel of the world, and, along with it, bring the deluge of industrial civilization pouring through in each direction – not for Altai’s profit, but the profit of those in China, Russia and the industrial cartels beyond. The memory of present-day Japan, or the desecrated Four Corners area of the Untied States came vividly to mind as I contemplated the uniqueness of Altai.
“We can’t let it happen here,” I said, speaking now to a full house of some hundred people in the Kurulltai, the House of Parliament. “Altai must be preserved. The preservation of Altai is the preservation of the planet. Globalization must be kept out of here. Tourism must be carefully managed… for this reason we propose that an International Center for Peace through Culture be established in Altai to promote understanding and research in an alternative future, one that preserves the biosphere and the cultural values that still make Altai unique on this planet today…” Our words were ceremonially marked by the presentation of the Banner of Peace to the Minister of Culture. A number of other speakers followed us, many of them poets or other cultural figures of Altai society, speaking in honor of the momentous occasion of our visit to Altai.
Afterwards we were taken to the National Art Museum to the see the work of the national painter, Choros-Gurkin whose images of Altai nature and shamanism evoke the native American heritage -was Altai truly the cradle of all of these cultures? Yes, they all tell us, Altai is also known as the cradle of human culture. Human or proto-human remnants as much as a million and half years old have been found here. In the Roerich room of the museum, the Banner we have given to the Minister of Culture is presented to the Museum Curator so that it can be hung in its place of honor among the works of Roerich. After a meal in what appears to be a kind of restaurant we retire to the soviet style (run more like a dormitory than a hotel) hotel where we are lodged for the night.
The next morning we are all finally gathered together and head out to the country-side, the four official members in a state car, and the rest of our team in an old red bus, number 608. On the way out of town we stop at the apartment of Anton Yudanov, a renegade shaman, anti-globalization activist who helped popularize the Mayan Factor in Altai. He sings a song in the Altai style, composed in my honor, passionately voiced and accompanied by the native stringed instrument, a “Topshor.” Handmade by Yudanov himself, he presents this instrument as a gift to me, and we continue on our way. We are headed for lake Teletskoe. At a predesignated point, we meet up with some other musicians, and our state vehicle returns to Gorno-Altaiski. Now we are all on the little red bus, broken front window and all. By early afternoon we are at the head waters of the lake, and soon all aboard a small boat.
The splendor of the forested mountains dropping straight down into the magnificent lake is truly awesome. As far as the eye can see, nothing but mountains reflected in the mirror like surface of the lake. Nowhere is there any sign of lumbering or clear-cutting as you have in the United States. Occasionally a small community can be glimpsed near the shore line. After several hours in this pristine meditation of nature, we arrive at a small beach. The rest of the lake is prohibited to this kind of boat travel. Just down from the small beach past some tourist stands is the walkway to the waterfall. A true delight, the waterfall tempts one to enter its churning waters – and many there are who accept the temptation. Returning to the boat we turn and head toward the farther shore, to the small village of Yelu where we are to spend the night.
After some negotiation, several houses are found to lodge us for the night. The four members of our Mission are taken to the house of a former science teacher who has left the academy with her children to live in nature. To our surprise, a young visitor from Volgograd speaks almost perfect English. After tea and well into night-time, Bolon Ik and I are accompanied to a campfire where the youth of the village are waiting for us. What a challenge, beneath the stars and by the fireside, to explain to these young people our mission! Fortunately, Timofey has had many Russian language version Thirteen Moon pocket calendars printed up, so that everyone can have one. Our job done, we leave it to Timofey and Nadezhda to engage the young people in the technical details of the calendar.
The next morning a sauna is prepared for us, and then, after breakfast we are taken on a tour of the village and the orchards nearby. Our tour guide is a local ecologist who is very heartened by our visit to his community. At the end of our walk through fields and orchards, including a stop at the monument to the man who first brought orchards to Altai in the 1960s, the ecologist takes a carved bear amulet from his neck and gives it to me in appreciation. We also present him with a Banner of Peace. As the boat pulls out from the village of Yelu, all the young people who attended our little presentation the night before are at the shore waving good-bye to us.
From boat to bus, we head back in the general direction of Gorno-Altaiski, but that is not to be our destination. Passing through some grim zones where mining of some kind had occurred, we finally come to another small community, where after winding through dirt roads and across a field we come to a halt. Awaiting us is Anton Yudanov and a small gathering. After another tea, we head out again, this time with Yudanov to Mount Taiga, the sacred mountain of this region. The bus and its driver, Sasha, perform miracles, and as night is falling we reach a a rugged and desolate mountain top. A few primitive cabins await us. Shall we stay here or return? The idea of going back down the mountain in the night on the ancient bus is too intimidating. No, let us stay here, this is where we are meant to be! As the confusion subsides, a campfire is going, the sauna is started up, and Bolon Ik and I find ourselves in a cabin reminiscent of the cabins in the retreat center where we first met 20 years ago in the Rocky Mountains. This cabin is a luxury because we get it to ourselves. Everyone else is either in the other cabin, outside, or on the bus.
The next morning we take a hot sauna and after some breakfast, head off with Yudanov, Olga, Claudia, Rosalind, Tynetta and Timofey to a sacred spot on the far side of the Mountain. After plunging through treacherous undergrowth we arrive at a spectacular overhang with an incredible vista of the distant ranges of the Altai mountains. With the assistance of Claudia and Olga, Yudanov, the self-appointed custodian of the sacred cedars of Mt.Taiga, performs a ceremony, opening the gates of Altai for us. Rejuvenated, we get back on the bus, and after some time, arrive back at Gorno-Altaiski once again.
Now it is the 11th day of the Magnetic Moon, White Rhythmic Wizard. After some rest at the hotel we are taken to the Dom Kultura, the Hall of Culture where we are to make a public presentation. Concurrently we pick up copies of the Arcturus Probe just printed in Russian translation in Altai. This edition of the Arcturus Probe also contains the Campaign for the New Time document, the description of our Mission to Altai and the seven-day seminar, and the prophecy of Pacal Votan. On the way to the Dom Kultura we stop at the house of a channeler who created a startling set of drawings in 1991-92, and which she wishes for me in particular to see and hear about. The timing of the channeling impresses me, as it coincides with the Time Shift -and the G-7 takeover. Some of the drawings strike me as the reminiscence of the last days of Mars.
Following our presentation at the Dom Kultura, attended by the Minister of Culture, there is a lengthy musical performance presented by a traveling Turkish-Altaic-Mongolian cultural mission. All in all, the music and folk dancing are impressive, especially the overtone throat singing as it is called. Reminiscent of Tibetan chanting, the throat singing is the principle way the oral cultural tradition of Altai is transmitted, accompanied always by the two-stringed Topshor. Arriving back in the hotel late that night, we are informed that our bus must be used to transport the Turkish ensemble to another community but that it should be back by eleven the next morning.
Packing everything up the next morning we are informed of a meeting with the Vice President of the Republic of Altai, Aleksander Nikolaevich Albuchaev. At eight-thirty we are at the Vice President’s office. What we thought would be a brief but formal meeting turns out to be a creative exchange that lasts for an hour, concluded by the ceremonial group photo taken by the effervescent Boris. The Vice President, like the other officials we have met is not uncomfortable talking about the biosphere or even the noosphere. After all, Altai is planning an international biospheric park to be shared with Mongolia and Kazakstan. The Law of Time is new to him, but seems to make sense. And again the same dilemma – raising the standard of living of the people without destroying their culture or their land. Can Altai pioneer in an alternative way with non-polluting technologies, a way of harmony, a model for the rest of the planet demonstrating that the monoculture of globalization can be avoided and a new biospherically mandated politics be established in a new time?
Back at the hotel we begin what seems like an interminable wait for our bus. Finally by three in the afternoon we are back in bus number 608 (19 x 32) and headed out toward the more remote regions of Altai. We are late in our schedule now. We were supposed to be in Ust Kan by the afternoon and then on to the village of Mendur Sokkon, but if we can make it to Ust Kan by night fall we will be lucky. This time as we head out, after several hours, something different happens. As we go over a mountain pass, I gasp. Before us spreads out a valley, or a series of valleys of incredible serenity and expansiveness …
“The Altai opened its width before us. It bloomed with all playing tints of blue and green. it whitened with far away snows. The grass and the flowers are of a horse-rider height. You cannot even discern a horse. We have never seen such grasses before. It is strange and magic – everywhere in the region they boast of unbelievable flowers. They say that in spring some special red lilies are in bloom. Where does this common worship of the Altai come from?” Nicholas Roerich
it is still dusk when we reach Ust Kan. The police greet us and soon we are in an official motorcade that takes us to the far side of the village. There, in an open plain is a small tourist village of wooden yurts. The community officials have been waiting for us. As soon as we are comfortable and seated, an open air concert is preformed. Throat singing and traditional music is combined with more modernistic or pop-influenced styles, all punctuated by an utterly charming group of girl dancers dressed completely in the local style of clothing. All of it is as if in a dream. The backdrop of this event is a large, monumental rock honeycombed with ancient caves. It is all too much, and we collapse in a comfortable bed in our little yurt. That night I dream that I am taken to two different places in Altai where the happy people are showing me what seem like doors, two different gates opening…
The next morning during our sauna, an intense thunderstorm comes across the plain. Bolon Ik spots a rainbow on the horizon. Following breakfast the community leaders join us to go to the village of Mendur Sokken. Here is to be found the Museum of Ethnography and its wise and knowledgeable curator, Nikolai Sabadoev, who has eagerly been awaiting our arrival. Like other Altai people, Sabadoev senses a deep mystical connection between the Altai cosmology and that of the Maya. In a yurt we sit facing each other and begin the cosmological exchange. It is an ancient and archetypal moment. Where did we all come from? Which stars are really home to us? Tollan of the Maya and Tulan valley of the Altai, place where the dream gates open… “The pole star is where the soul migrates to and from,” he says. “Shambhala is not really the correct word. It is Belevodye, the White Land, and today the new religion is the White Faith.” Now with the Mayan prophecies coming to Altai, will this bring about the return of Belevodye, the much sought after Shambhala? The old shaman curator brings out a stone rubbing recently brought to him. Is this a star map, he asks me? A horizontal chain of beings, and a chain of beings in vertical descent. A Celestial elk with eleven star spots inside its body. Animal constellations crowded next to each other. Our time is limited and we go into the Museum and then bid farewell…until the next time when we can finish the conversation. Villagers crowd around us as we take the final photos.
Our little red bus is now headed back to Ust Kan, and then on to the Uemon Valley, to the upper Uemon valley and the Roerich Museum. We take a road that is endless. Wild horses and mountain streams where we stop to fill our bottles with fresh water. By the springs are the trees full of ribbons, the ribbons of Ak Burkhan, the White Faith – a white ribbon for God, blue for Altai, yellow for family…White Burkhan, the place of the soul’s abode, the White Faith, Belevodye, Shambhala. Could it be that Shambhala is alive in the hearts of the people of Altai, and waiting to be recognized as such? Our bus winds this way and that, finally crossing the river Katun, the female waters rushing down from holy Mount Belukha called Katun Bazhy Uch Sumer in the Altai language, “Sacred Katun Three Peaks.”
Now we are in the upper Uemon valley, in a small village, towards mid-afternoon. We come to a stop. There it is, the Roerich Museum, a typical wooden Russian style house, with ornate window frames. Above the roof there is a wrought iron version of the symbol of the Banner of Peace. We are escorted inside where there are several little rooms of Roerich memorabilia, as well as reproductions of some his paintings and drawings. We are told that Roerich did over 5,000 paintings during his trek through central Asia, 1926-28. The curator informs us that it was exactly 75 years ago to the day -August 7th – that Roerich had been in this very house which is now a museum. To complete the circle, we make a presentation of the Banner of Peace, announcing that with the Thirteen Moon Calendar Change Peace Plan we also hope to complete the Roerich’s vision of the coming of a New Time. Timofey comes and whispers to me, “Dmitriev is here, Alexei Dmitriev is here!”
What a perfect surprise. The Russian scientist I was most curious to meet while in Novosibersk, the noted and controversial Alexei Dmitriev, was absent while we were in the Siberian metropolis. But as fate would have it, here he was in Altai – and at the Roerich Museum, no less. A vital man with silver hair, his handshake spoke volumes in its firmness and warmth. Two chairs were placed for us in the garden, while the rest of the entourage, for the most part, gathered informally around us. Ever since I had come across his work in 1997 – specifically the plasma universe model and his heliospheric research – I had wanted to converse with him. I found it interesting that in his essay “Altai,”Nicholas Roerich was also concerned with sunspot cycles, cosmic radiation and their role in the coming planetary transformation, very much to the point of Dmitriev’s research. In the far-ranging conversation, we found many convergent points, the disturbed and disturbing artificial electromagnetic field created by the human technosphere and its effect on the solar system, foremost among them. And the dates -2005, according to Dmitriev, being the point of impending cosmic catastrophe on Earth due to what I would call the effects of 12:60 human deviation – as well as 2012, the dead-end of history and the transformation point of Mayan prophecy.
But what interested Dmitriev the most were the anomalous zones of Altai and elsewhere in Siberia where he had conducted research on what he calls “self-luminous structures.” Were these zones in Altai points at which the energy of the Earth’s core connected with interdimensional vortices, entry into which connected one with Earth’s etheric body? The spontaneously appearing self-luminous structures recorded and reported at these points were, according to Dmitriev, actually aspects of Earth’s future etheric body entering into the present moment in time. While Dmitriev and his male colleagues had perfect early childhood memory recall experiences in these anomalous zones, a female colleague had precise precognitive experiences. Were the existence of these zones the reason why Altai is called the navel of the earth? According to the Maya, the human navel connects one with the Kuxaan Suum, the etheric cord that links one to the Hunab Ku, galactic central – would it not be the same for the Earth? As to the question asked of myself, “How could knowledge of the Maya, a people of the past, be so close to Dmitriev with his concern for the future?” I replied, “because the Mayan time science is actually a science from the future and not from the past.”
Winding down our memorable conversation, it was time to move on. In customary manner now, following the photo session I blew my little Quena flute from the Andes, and everybody on our team responded by boarding the bus.Now with us was Dmitriev’s eleven year old grand-daughter, Dasha, who was happy to join this most unusual caravan. I would be remiss if I did not mention that on the bus, we had many long conversations with Mother Tynetta, who is endlessly and positively inquisitive. A true life-long seeker, her husband, the Honorable Elijah Muhammad had left the ever elegant Tynetta with a gigantic cosmological jigsaw puzzle to piece together, a puzzle that involved the seeking for clues of the thirteenth tribe of Shabazz, a study of the world’s calendars, a search for the Asian root of the African or original people, and the preparation for the time when a true language of telepathy would make itself known. At the root of her seeking and questions was the Holy Quran itself, to which she continuously referred both for study as well as its use as an oracle of sorts. Wherever we went, with whomever we met, Mother Tynetta would ask compelling questions. The meeting with Dmitriev was yet another cosmic trigger for her.
As we spoke, the bus, now headed back in the direction of Ust Kan, veered off on a side road. Now we were headed up a mountain slope of the lower Uemon valley. At the end of the road in a little village, another vehicle awaited us. Following this vehicle we drove across fields where there appeared to be no road at all. Soon, behind us we could see the sacred snowcapped mountain, Belukha, the three sacred peaks of the Katun, according to Roerich, the throne of Maitreya, the coming Buddha. Finally we came across another small scattering of houses, and our bus came to a halt. We were greeted by Victor, the headman of this village. He was very happy to see us. “A miracle occurred today,” he exclaimed, “because we knew you were coming! This morning it was raining and we were told that it was to rain all day. But suddenly by mid morning the rain stopped and it became perfectly clear.” Arriving at his yurt, he guided us to the doorway, and told us to turn around. There directly beyond his doorway was the singular majesty of Mt Belukha.
Victor had arranged a “high tea” for our entourage. His yurt was packed with many villagers, their weather-worn faces beaming in anticipation. Victor addressed us all. He said that they knew for a long time that someone would come from North America one day to help fulfill their prophecies. And he was proud this very day that Jos? Arg?elles had come with his group to his village, to his house. In response I spoke of our mission to complete the Roerich’s vision by bringing the prophecy of the Maya to Altai. This being done, we could now expect Altai to become the seed of the New Time for the whole planet. it was hard to leave these people. They all gathered around us, hugging and taking pictures of Rosalind, asking questions of Tynetta, taking photos of Bolon Ik and myself. Some who were sick wanted me to touch and heal them. I touched them and told them that only God heals, but to pray and send light to the place in them that was sick. They all wanted us to come back.
We finally departed, but not until after another miracle start from Sasha, for his bus would die from time to time, and once it even appeared to be burning up. But always he would take his screwdriver or tire jack and insert at some point in the engine when with a loud “karoom!” the engine would turn over and start again. After taking a number of the villagers down the mountain we got back on the main highway and drove into the night. Since we had lost so much time leaving Gorno-Altaiski, it was now decided to head directly to Olga’s village. it was four in the morning when we arrived at Olga’s village in the Karakol valley of central Altai. Olga had prepared a small room for us where we slept soundly for a few hours.
In the bright sunshine of the morning we gathered in the kitchen yurt. We were going to head up the hillside past the village to the sacred ground where Olga does ceremony everyday. The headman of the village joined us. As we drove the bus up to the foot of the steep hillside, Olga explained that the ceremony performed by Yudanov, keeper of the sacred cedars of Mount Taiga, was incomplete. Now with an elder in the White Faith we could perform the entire ceremony. This is a wind horse ceremony which involves the burning of the cedar, sprinkling melted butter into the fire, and circumambulation of a natural altar. Olga also spoke of the fact that we were doing the ceremony after full moon, while the best time to do the ceremony was at new moon. The ceremony was very familiar, and we could see similarities with both Tibetan vajrayana as well as the Shambhala practices to which our Tibetan teacher had introduced us. In fact, on this very day, Magnetic 14, August 8, we knew that half way around the world was the beginning of a ten day ceremony to consecrate the stupa to our teacher in the Rocky Mountains where we had originally met. Now we were here on this ancient hillside in Altai. In the distance were the craggy peaks of another holy mountain, Karakol, or Karakol Bazhy Uch Sumer. Meditating on all of this I wondered, was the White Faith the new Earth religion heralding the return of Shambhala?
Returning to Olga’s it was high noon, Bolon Ik was coughing and I felt she needed to rest. This seems to have complicated the schedule. As we later learned we were expected in the regional capitol of Ungadai at 1:00 PM. We were to leave at 2:00 PM, but after a brief rest we met with the villagers and addressed them concerning our Mission. We left them all with pocket calendars, and by 2:30 or so were on our way to Ungadai. it was some time after three o’clock when we reached the little provincial capitol. Apparently our reception committee became exasperated with our late arrival and was nowhere around. We were scheduled to give a public talk at the local cultural center at four. As we waited for some signal we were finally taken to the office of the district head. Led into his office, I apologized on behalf of our mission that there had been some confusion and that in no way did we mean to inconvenience him or show disrespect to the elders of the district who had expected us. After being taken to the district library and museum, it was decided to go to the cultural hall for the talk. It was now close to five in the afternoon.
The talk had been publicized as “Altai Ascending, Earth Ascending,” and it very much spoke to the theme of our mission. Preceding our talk an award was given to a young throat singer of great renown who was considered a genuine cultural heritage. We gave a Banner of Peace to the head of the district and commenced with our talk. The state television people were present in the crowded hall, and despite the earlier confusions of the day, things seemed to be improving, though there was still an air of chaos, especially when an Altai woman wished to read some channeled messages regarding our visit. Afterwards we had a late tea in the district building and then drove off to the rustic Karakol Ethnopark.
A sheep had been killed on our behalf and fresh barbecued mutton was served to us. As the principle guest of honor it was my responsibility to take the most choice part and partake of it first. It was tasty. My pleasure in the meat improved our host’s humor. Joining us all afternoon was Danile of the Tengri Spiritual Ecology School. Looking very much like an American Indian, Danile proved to be a very sensitive and well-informed person. As in other formal events there was to be a concert. However, as we ate, a very powerful windstorm suddenly occurred followed by great blasts of lightning and thunder. All of the electricity went out, and the performers turned around to leave. This was another tense moment. Danile later said that he felt the wind storm was literally the winds of change that were occasioned by our visit. I agreed, and added that such a storm was a sign for everybody to wake up and pay attention to what was really going on. After the electricity came back on, the performers returned, and everything relaxed. Another great evening of music and song was concluded. The district head was now in a very happy mood. Everything ended well that day after all. We drove back to Olga’s and had another very hot sauna before retiring after another very long day.
A solid night’s sleep had us up early the next morning. We were to meet Danile and a few others at the house of a noted channel and psychic, Antonia Tundinova. We took her a little by surprise but she very graciously received us. We gave her a book by Dmitriev, and then exchanged words concerning her perceptions of Altai’s role in the spiritual transformation of the Earth. This led to Danile’s explanation of the Tengri Spiritual Ecology. After a warm farewell we visited the local museum. it was interesting to see the teepee style yurts that were once so common in Altai. Then with Danile as our guide we drove to see the kurghans or great barrows and ancient burial sites. Plowing over rock and up river beds, our little bus finally came to a halt. A new land rover then assisted us the rest of the way to the archeological site. High atop a wind swept plateau, lines of perfectly placed stones, equidistant to each other and no more than knee high, created great patterns beneath the open sky. In the center of these stone “star maps,” was an ancient burial site. I could not help but think that in the synchronic order this was the day 10 Mirror, the very day the tomb of Pacal Votan had been discovered, exactly seventy 260-day galactic spins earlier. Now here we were with the knowledge of his Prophecy, invoking that knowledge among these stones and burial grounds, sharing it with the living culture and people of Altai.
Our journey would soon be over. We needed to head back to the Katun river in the Chemal district, the one area where tourism was being openly encouraged, where we were to give a seven day seminar on The Law of Time, the ancient Maya and Altai. On the way we stopped for a farewell banquet lunch at the Karakol Ethnopark. Danile presented our group with various gifts, and we in turn presented him with a Banner of Peace on behalf of his Tengri Spiritual Ecology School. I played the quena and the samponys (pan pipes) before boarding the bus. At the very last minute I decided to take Danile up on the decision to visit the stupa in the mountains nearby. I was glad we decided to do so.
After another harrowing bus ride through rivers and up a rough mountain road,we got out and climbed over a hilltop and into another sacred valley. There in the distance was a small white stupa built just over four years ago by some Tibetan lamas. However, this stupa was in honor of Bo’or the Altai shaman who spent 20 years in Tibet some 250 years ago and returned with the message of Ak Burkhan the White Faith. This system gradually replaced the animal sacrifices and beliefs of the older shamanism, and in 1904 was declared the state religion. Touching this stupa, we thought again of the Stupa being consecrated at precisely this very moment to Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche in the Rocky Mountains, and how the vision of Shambhala had now traveled back and forth around the world. And, I also wondered, was the acceptance of Ak Burkhan in 1904 a sign that 100 years later, in 2004, that Altai would enter the New Time through the prophecy of the Thirteen Moon calendar?
Late in the afternoon we arrived at the Katun river resort, a thoroughly tourist oriented campsite and accommodations – Russian style. But it was still rustic by any standards, and on the banks of the sacred Katun river. The very name -Katun – evoked the Maya time cosmology, and hence proved to be the perfect place to unfold our seven-day Seminar joining the ancient Maya and Altai through the science of the law of Time.
“Altai and the Ancient Maya: The Law of Time, From the Past to the Future,”
Seven Day Seminar
Magnetic Moon 15-22 Yellow Solar Seed Year (August 10-16, 2001)
Premise of the Seminar: The Law of Time is a recent discovery based on research into the mathematics and cosmology of the Mayan calendar system. The essence of this discovery states that time is a frequency, the universal frequency of synchronization. All ancient and indigenous peoples have known this intuitively. The modern world, however, is based on a system of time that is mechanistic and maintained by an unnatural and irregular calendar, which results in the creation of an artificial timing frequency. It is the immersion in and pursuit of this artificial timing frequency that has plunged the modern human into crisis and turned the biosphere upside down. Only by returning to the universal frequency of synchronization will the human survive, and the biosphere be restored. This is the message of the Law of Time. By conducting this seven day seminar in Altai, we wish to initiate a time of universal peace that takes root in and radiates out from Altai, the heart of Asia – and of the Earth.
Magnetic Moon 15, Kin 218, White Planetary Mirror. (Galactic Anniversary
of the opening of the tomb of Pacal Votan) August 9, 2001. Arrival,
registration and settling in of participants.
Magnetic Moon 16, Kin 219, Blue Spectral Storm, August 10. Hun- Day One.
General Theme: From Mayab to Altai: Time and the Earth
10 AM-Noon. Where on Earth are we in time? The galactic perspective
4PM-6PM. The Mayan measure and the cosmology of time
Magnetic Moon 17, Kin 220, Yellow Crystal Sun, August 11. Ca – Day Two
General Theme: Prophecy and the Law of Time
10 AM-Noon. Telektonon, the prophecy of Pacal Votan.
4PM-6PM. The Law of Time and the fate of man – return to cosmos or a
Magnetic Moon 18, Kin 221, Red Cosmic Dragon, August 12. Ox- Day Three
General Theme: Understanding calendars and time
10 AM-Noon. Lunar calendars, solar measure, solar-lunar calendar –
cosmos and history
4PM-6PM. Understanding the 13 Moon/ 28 day calendar – synchronization in
Magnetic Moon 19, Kin 222, White Magnetic Wind, August 13. Can – Day
General Theme: Time and the biosphere
10 AM-Noon: The theory of the biosphere, time and cosmic order.
4PM-6PM. The nature of fourth dimensional time – the Tzolkin as the
harmonic module of radial time.
Magnetic Moon 20, Kin 223, Blue Lunar Night, August 14. Ho – Day Five
General Theme: Time and the noosphere.
10 AM-Noon: Theory of the psi bank -the planetary holographic immune
4PM-6PM; Applications of the Law of Time and the advent of the noosphere
Magnetic Moon 21, Kin 224, Yellow Electric Seed, August 15. Vax – Day
General Theme: Time and telepathy
10 AM-Noon. Time, telepathy and the organic order of reality
4PM-6PM. Time, telepathy and the perceptual order or reality
Magnetic Moon 22, Kin 225, Red Self-existing Serpent, August 16
(fourteenth anniversary of the Harmonic Convergence, Global peace event
and fulfillment of Mayan prophecy of Thirteen heavens and Nine Hells).
Vuc – Day Seven
General Theme: Establishing a Time of Peace.
10 AM-Noon. The Law of Time from past to future, from Mayab to Altai
4PM-6PM. Honoring the vision of Nicholas and Helena Roerich: the
Campaign for a New Time, a time of peace.
The Seminar was carried out according to the schedule which had been originally proposed. 157 people registered and were in full attendance. Some 28 people attended as observers. In addition, nine people represented the media. The largest number of participants were from Altai and Russia, but there were representatives of a number of other nations as well including:Latvia, Lithuania, Kazakstan, Uzbekistan, and the Ukraine.
Organized by members of PAN (Planet Art Network) Russia, there were also four members of PAN Holland who came to assist in the program. In addition to the lecture format, each morning session was begun with a Prayer to the Seven Galactic Directions performed by Bolon Ik, and flute music which closed the morning session and opened and closed the afternoon sessions in order to place people in a meditative state of mind. For the first five days the whole group was divided into the five Earth Family discussion groups according to the galactic signature assigned by date of birth. The final two days, for creative challenge, the group was divided into the four color families or Root Races.
In addition to the presentations made by the Seminar leaders, Jose Arguelles-Valum Votan and Lloydine Arguelles-Bolon Ik, Mother Tynetta Muhammad made a special presentation on the morning of the final session. The entire event concluded with a vow for seven times seven generations to uphold the law of time and work for the regeneration of the Earth and the biosphere. During the event three new books in Russian translation were presented: The Arcturus Probe (Campaign for the New Time and Prophecy of Pacal Votan); Lectures of Jose Arguelles, Including the Book of Kin (based on the seven day seminar in Solnechnogorsk , Electric Moon, 2000); Thirteen Moons in Motion and other writings including the Dynamics of the Law of Time; while one new text in the Altai language, was also presented, Altai and the Ancient Maya, an anthology of writings based on the study of the work of Jose Arguelles.
In addition to the lectures, the Seminar leaders had daily interviews with the press; with participants who had special interests ‘ and with members from other nations who wished to begin new PAN organization in their respective countries (Kazakstan, the Baltic States – Latvia, Lithuania and Estonia). As a result of the interest in new PAN organizations, we shall soon be submitting a PAN Charter which gives guidelines for protocol of organization, rights and responsibilities, and of translation and publishing procedures in foreign language and /or other countries.
Further extending the interests of the Campaign for the New Time, protocol of agreement was drawn up with Lubina S. Gordina, of the Supreme Ecological Council of the Russian Dumas and United Nations Female Ecological Council, to work jointly on a Universal Law for Human and Ecological Social Security which includes the Thirteen Moon Calendar Change as essential to the success of any such law. Similarly, meetings were held with Altai native, Sergei Platanov to work jointly on the establishment of the Noospheric Congress within the United Nations as an organization monitoring the vital changes to be occurring over the next 25 years. As a result of our meetings with Platanov, the Noospheric Congress documentation has been amended to include the promotion and ratification of the Thirteen Moon Calendar as an essential step in the transition to the Noosphere. The Noospheric Congress already has the support of the Parliament and Vice President of the Republic of Altai, as well as shamans and other scientists and spiritual leaders.
During two evenings we accepted invitations to visit with the local people. One event was at the museum and house of Vera Fedorovna, a prominent lady whose memorabilia chronicles the history of Altai during the major part of the 20th century, including a poster of the Minister of Culture when she was a popular singer. The second was a visit to the Zaisan of the district of Chemal. Zaisan is the title given to the chief shaman. Known as Alexander, the Zaisan speaks of Sabodoev the shaman-curator of Mendur Sokken. We go into in his yurt, along with a throat singer and members of his family. He belongs to the Dog clan, and the motto over the door reads “To God and nature be grateful.” Alexander has charts explaining details of the nine-tiered soul cosmology of the Ak Burkhan (abode of the soul), including a chart showing the relation of the White Faith to the three religions: Buddhism, Islam and Christianity. To depict these faiths, symbols from playing cards are used, all shown equally on the same line: at the far left, two diamonds represent the Altai shamanism, the older (Tengri, or sky faith) and the newer (Ak Burkhan or White Faith); then a spade for Buddhism; a heart for Islam and a club for Christianity. To me this fulfills the prophecy of Pacal Votan which speaks of the religion of the people of the Dawn (Altai shamanism) and the three world religions of the Messengers of the Awakening: Buddha – Buddhism; Muhammad – Islam; and Christ – Christianity. Where else, besides Altai, are these three world religions represented and accepted with such harmony and equality? And is this religious harmony due to the White Faith, the ‘reformed” shamanism of the people of the dawn, the religion of the Earth, and a sign of the coming of Shambhala, which is Belevodye?
Following a musical performance, our conversation turns to the situation of Altai and the forces of the modern world, and, inevitably, to “the highway”.Once again I speak of my intention to bring Altai to the attention of the world: “The preservation of Altai is the preservation of the planet. The highway will cut Altai in half and sever the link between the navel of the world and the galactic core, Hunab Ku. If we let this happen, then Earth is lost.” The Zaisan listens intently and responds, “You bring hope to the hearts of our people.”
Pondering all this I recall the verse from the Quran, which Mother Tynetta has also been meditating on,”Not until Gog and Magog reappear, will they then return -they will come from every direction.” (Sura 21:96) Are the Gog and Magog the Russians and the Chinese and the highway cutting through Altai the “coming from every direction?” For it is stated that when this occurs, “this is when the inevitable prophecy will come to pass.”
So busy had we been during the seven day seminar that only on the morning of departure back to Gorno-Altaiski, did we have a chance to take an early morning walk down by the River Katun, which is impressively broad considering how far it has yet to go before it flows into the Bia and then the Ob rivers, finally reaching the Arctic ocean more than a thousand miles away. Its width and forested shores remind me of the Colombia River in the Pacific Northwest of North America. And I am also reminded of the Amazon River in Brazil… and of our endangered planet. Can we stop the destruction of the biosphere in time?
When our bus reaches Gorno-Altaiski we are greeted by the Minister of Culture and members of her staff. This is the final day our our pilgrimage. Another state luncheon, is followed by a final presentation to members of the press. Besides officially presenting the Minister of Culture the draft proposal for the International Foundation for Peace through Culture, I clarify that the Thirteen Moon calendar is not the same as the Lunar calendar of the Altai people, nor is it meant to replace that calendar. Rather, it is a new global civil standard to replace the erroneous Gregorian calendar. Indeed, the thirteen moon calendar is a genuine solar-lunar calendar which will synchronize all lunar calendars and bring us truly into a New Time. But time is of the essence and we must accomplish this goal by 2004, if we are to preserve Altai and the Biosphere. Our Mission is then presented with numerous gifts and mementos of Altai. The Minister of Culture affectionately refers to Mother Tynetta as Mother Teresa, and this sense of good humor pervades the rest of our day of departure .
We then make a final return to the National Art Museum for a presentation by the noted Mongolian-Altai painter Fedor Torgov, whose landscapes are currently on exhibit. During the presentation, the Minister of Culture speaks on behalf of our Mission. She is passionate in declaring how we stayed and lived with the people, and expresses hope that the calendar we propose will be officially accepted. Touring the Museum and studying the vast landscapes of Mongolia as depicted by Torgov, we see that the Banner of Peace which we presented to Altai is hanging in a place of honor in the Roerich room of the Museum.
Following a reception for the artist, we realize it is time to get going, time to leave Altai. Our bus is late in arriving for us, and we have a madcap race to get to the train which is almost a hundred kilometers away in the neighboring Altai District of Russia. At the border we stop where we began on August 2, for a quick farewell tea, and then back on the road to get the train to Novosibersk. But the bus is too slow. The Minister of Culture is following us with two cars, and we abandon the bus to pile all of our goods into the two cars. We arrive in Biisk in good time, and board the train for Novosibersk. As the train is pulling away, Elizaveta Yalbakova, the Minister of Culture is waving us goodbye, her eyes full of tears.Goodbye Altai , goodbye for now. we will never forget you. We shall return in a year, God willing, to review the progress of the International Foundation for Peace through Culture.
The next morning we arrive in Novosibersk, exhausted. We had plans to meet with several scientists, but it appears we only have time and energy for our meeting with Vladimir Ponko. Fortunately, Vladimir has placed himself and his car at our disposal for the day, and has prepared a mini-seminar of his research for us at his office in the Institute of Earth Sciences and Agriculture not far from Novosibersk in the Scientific Township. By early afternoon Ponko has us fully engaged in his mini-seminar. He has done exhaustive research on solar bio-ecological cycles in relation to human history. This work involves complex mathematical and geometrical formulations, the point of which is to substantiate a theory of geocosmic resonance. Ponko has most recently endeavored to accommodate the Law of Time, and agrees with the 13:20 12:60 analysis from a mathematical perspective. Now his research is geared to validate the premise that the power and nature of the number 12, which has dominated civilization, has left Earth no protection, while, by contrast, the 13 functions as a cosmic umbrella. In any case, he sees no way out of a type of social-ecological explosion by the year 2003. This is largely determined by an analysis of the impact of the wealthy nations on the rest of the biosphere. And unless nothing else changes, there will be a final devastating world war by 2028. The only way to begin to change, of course, is to change the calendar, an act which must be accomplished by 2004.
The meeting with Ponko seemed to be a fitting scientific conclusion to our Mission. In appreciation I gave him a small crystal ball I had carried with me for several years. After some rest at an apartment available to us in the scientific township, we make our way to the Novosibersk airport, via Natasha’s flat to gather our burgeoning bags. The Novosibersk airport charges is dearly for our heavy bags, but we proceed resignedly on our way. The Novosibersk airport was to be but the first of eight airports we were to pass through before we finally returned to home and Foundation headquarters on the slopes of Mt. Hood in Oregon, Cascadia. The all night plane flight took us next to Vladivostok for a lengthy airport stay. Here we managed to get by without paying so much overweight fee.Our third airport was then Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk once again. But this time we had to stay overnight. Fortunately, while in Altai, some of the Russian kin located a hotel for us in Yuzhno Sakhalinsk with an English interpreter. We were totally surprised when the interpreter showed up with a placard bearing our names – Luba was well over six feet tall in her heels, wearing a glittering sleeveless dress. She had great character and composure, and was ready to do the town with us. We were not exactly what she expected, but she adjusted quickly to us and proved of immeasurable help the next day in getting us through the Russian customs bureaucracy. Of course, because we were flying a small propeller jet back to our fourth airport, Hakodate, we had to pay dearly again for overweight baggage.
Arriving in Hakodate, Japan, we had some time to review our Mission. By late afternoon we were at our fifth airport, Haneda Tokyo National airport. Here we were met by some familiar faces, Tutsome, or Spectronix as he professionally calls himself, in whose home we had stayed during our previous two visits to Tokyo, and Yohira, who escorted us by car to our hotel, the Washington Shinjuku. We had just long enough to wash up because Yanase-san had arranged an artistic event for our return from Altai – and our departure for North America. Rather than an informal gathering, the event was a full-blown art happening with musicians, performing artists, poets and dancers each scheduled for about fifteen minutes, in a type of gallery space that was purely unadorned and existential in its ambience -all the better to showcase the artists. Lovenotes, who performed and recorded the song “Day of of Time,” was one of the groups, and lead singer, Maggie Inouye was actually our interpreter. As tired as we were we took the stage and made our first presentation of the Altai experience, and our first appeal to preserve Altai from the globalization super highway. Members of PAN, Mariko Mamiya and Lisa Tomabechi were of great assistance to us during the event.
We were escorted back to our hotel by a radical core of the newly reformed PAN Japan, Tatsu, Kozo, and Honda, who took us to the hotel restaurant for a farewell dinner. We spoke to them of Altai, and they confirmed that after our presentation at the Zero theater before going to Altai, someone had come to them afterwards and spoke to them of the possible Japanese origin in Altai. We invited them to come with us to Altai next year and find out for themselves. The next day the four members of our mission spent time in the Hotel making a final review of our efforts, and then took the airport limousine to Narita, the sixth airport in our return journey. By late afternoon we all departed – Rosalind heading for Los Angeles via Vancouver, Tynetta heading for Mexico via Los Angeles, and ourselves bound for Portland via Seattle. We were surprised at the amount of police surveillance and interrogation in the customs and immigration in Seattle, our seventh airport. What are people afraid of? “You don’t understand,” we told our interrogator, “you can’t get to where we were by plane or train, and where we were there is no shopping and really nothing to buy.” By the time we reached Portland, our eighth and final airport in four days, we were thrilled to see Stephanie, who had managed our office and made sure our two cats remained happy in our absence.
This report is only words. Experience is inexpressible. I only pray that I have not distorted anything in the telling of it, though I know there is much that has not been told. It is hoped, however, that as a living resume of a journey something of the spirit of our intention will be communicated. The true object of this Mission was Altai, and now Altai will never leave us.
We conclude this “Report” with a message received from Cosmos concerning the meaning of Altai by artist Elena Maximovna Chebotareva during a meeting with the Altai storyteller, Alexei Kalkin. This Message was read in Altai, Russian, and English at the conclusion to the Seven Day Seminar. We also feel it summarizes perfectly the meaning of Altai, and wish this message to spread to the hearts of all the people of this planet:
“Altai – the power and fragility of our planet
Altai – all-seeing, all-hearing.
Altai – the brain center.
Leaning against the earth of Altai
Embracing it in the mind, with heart and soul,
Filled with Light
Let him See! Let him Hear!
Let the Great wisdom visit him
Let the heavenly purity rise
Let the bright Sun open with shining
Let the Heavenly Colors join the play
Let the unknown Forces fall
Let the power enter the body
Let the salt of the Earth be reborn
Let Peace and Well-being be forever and ever
Let Hope, Faith and Love
Be wed with Glory
Into the Divine, Eternal
And embrace the fragile particles
Unite us into the high power
Conclusions and Summary
The Foundation for the Law of Time conceived and sponsored the Educational and Diplomatic Cultural Mission to Altai. This Mission is an integral component of a much larger strategy which is the salvation of the Earth from an error in time. The discovery and premise of the Law of Time is that harmony is a function of a regular standard of time. As long as the human species subjects itself to a macro-organizing standard of time that is not regular (the Gregorian calendar) and a micro-organizing standard of time (the clock) that is mechanistic and artificial, there is no possibility of a harmonic resolution and the species is doomed to failure.This is a highly critical analysis and requires an equally critical and urgent harmonic solution – the Thirteen Moon 28-day calendar change. The discoverers and promoters of the law of time have spent the last ten years investigating and phenomenologically testing this hypothesis. The Mission to Altai represents a culminating moment in their efforts. They formed the Mission because they sensed that Altai held a key both scientifically and prophetically.They invited other members to join them on this Mission to function as witnesses and spokes people for living peace.
It is impossible to separate the scientific aspect of the Mission to Altai from Novosibersk, the port of entry to Altai. It is here, where Russian science has flourished far from the West, that the Law of Time has found its most influential advocates. The Law of Time presupposes and defines the existence of a whole other order of reality, the synchronic order. The synchronic order cannot be experienced without the necessary change in human frequency which the Thirteen Moon Calendar Change offers. To grasp this point is essential to any understanding of the Law of Time. Fortunately in Altai and Novosibersk there were those who understood. Because of this, the Mission to Altai represents a genuine launching of the Campaign for the New Time into a profound level of scientific and official credibility.
Confirming this point, there was a message awaiting us upon our return to Foundation headquarters, “News from Novosibersk,” written by Irene Eganova, the first scientist with whom we had met after we had arrived in Novosibersk. She reported that she had already informed Prof. M.A. Larentiev, the head of the Institute of mathematics of the Siberian Division of the Russian Academy of Sciences of our meeting. And Larentiev had responded positively to Eganova’s suggestion of a Conference on the phenomenon of Time to be sponsored by the Foundation for the Law of Time and the Institute of Mathematics. Concerning such a Conference on Time, Eganova writes: “The Conference can suggest to all scientists and governments to recognize Thirteen Moon Calendar (really not ONLY Calendar – it means the absolutely NEW for the Earth’s history,World outlook and Hierarchy of values). The participants of this Conference may organize a press conference and so on…”
Of course, it was the government of the Autonomous Republic of Altai, through the Office of the Minister of Culture, whose collaboration and support made this Mission to Altai an official one. As timeless and sacred as is the land of Altai, the Altai Republic was only established on July 3, 1991. But its public policy is forward looking and in a direction opposite to that of globalization. Altai emphasizes itself as an “Ecological Economic Region,” with biospheric parks, five natural regions named within the UNESCO World Heritage List, and officially on record as supporting the idea of a Noospheric Congress.
Given the direction Altai public policy has already taken, the formation of an International Center for Peace through Culture in Altai is natural and will only strengthen and give further concrete possibilities for Altai as a new model within the context of the present world order.
Ancient land, living culture, young republic, less than ten years old, Altai has the fresh potential to go a new way and to show the rest of the world, while there is time, an alternative vision of the future. By officially establishing itself as the world’s first international biospheric sacred cultural zone, Altai can pioneer in the creation of a new harmonic political model. Through the International Foundation for Peace through Culture,Altai can officially ratify a new timing standard – the Thirteen Moon 28 day calendar – that harmonizes the indigenous lunar calendar. The new timing standard would establish thereby a mandate for what is biospherically acceptable, whether it be in technology or economics. But the time to act on this is now. If Altai can establish this model of peace through culture based on a harmonic timing standard by 2004, then it will have fulfilled its prophetic mission to save the planet by leading the way to a harmonic future, Pax Cultura, Pax Biospherica – the return of Shambhala on Earth.
We include here the draft text of the Mission Statement and Initial Proposal for the International Foundation for Peace through Culture presented to the Minister of Culture (also to be transmitted through her to the Vice President of the Republic) on the last day of our Mission in Altai.
“Altai Ascending, Earth Ascending”
International Foundation for Peace through Culture
Autonomous Republic of Altai
Mission Statement: To secure the Autonomous Republic of Altai as a “Biospheric Sacred Heritage Zone,”
Free from: toxic waste, commercialism and speculative ventures, and industrialization based on polluting technologies;
Free to develop: its own biospherically appropriate technologies – solar, wind, zero-point energy systems (self-renewing and non-polluting) and biospherically appropriate economy – intensification of self-sustaining land based market economy which enriches and supports all living cultural traditions. Pax Cultura – Pax Biospherica
This Foundation is to be established in the Autonomous Republic of Altai, though the office of the Minister of Culture, with government support, recognition and support of the Russian Federation; and the support of the international community (UNESCO and NGOs); capable of receiving funds from the international community to support a research and educational development center, the international Foundation for Peace through Culture, chartered by the Autonomous Republic of Altai. (See graphic for organizational description. The Foundation’s Educational Center would be organized to accommodate five activities: 1. Center for the Promotion of the Living Culture of Altai; 2. School for Investigation of Biospherically Appropriate Technologies and the Advent of the Noosphere; 3. School for the Cultivation and Development of Cultural Diplomacy and Harmonic Resolution – Peace through Culture; 4. International Cultural Exchange Programs and Center for the Promotion of Cultural harmony among all Peoples; and 5. School of Social Research in the Application of the 13 Moon 28 day Calendar as a Tool for Positive Social Transformation (PAN))
Pax Cultura – Pax Biospherica
In making this proposal, the Foundation for the Law of Time, a tax exempt public charitable organization, seeks no gain, but takes responsibility for initiating a vigorous publicity and fund raising campaign. To this end the Foundation for the Law of Time hereby establishes the Altai Peace through Culture Fund for the sole purpose of channeling funds directly to the International Foundation for Peace through Culture, Altai, and for creating a public awareness campaign, “Altai Ascending, Earth Ascending.”
Submitted by Jose Arguelles-Valum Votan and Lloydine Arguelles-Bolon Ik
Foundation for the Law of Time
Lunar Moon Alpha 12, Kin 243, Blue Solar Night
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Copyright (c) 2001 by Jose & Lloydine Arguelles