Andrew Johnson George Wallace

LUNARTICS

When first we settled here in human form, we did so as lunar people. We followed the waxing and waning of the moon in our hunting and gathering, and lived in small mother/brother tribes, so that there was an intimate connection between everyone, since we were universally united in our desire to survive, and had dire need of one another. We stayed inside the flow of nature, moving with the seasons and the weather cycles, and many of us worshiped a goddess who was both a giver and taker of life, for it was a time when fertility was foremost, and mothers defined the generations.
In our early tribal days on Earth, the dreamworld was central to our existence, because we could be eternal there, with no limits on what we said or did, and we remembered our interchanges clearly, as if they had taken place in daylight. We were both inside and outside of all those around us, so that we had an extraordinary sense of connection with both the elements and each other, as if we were still living in eternity together, but it had been reduced to its essential four dimensional essence.
Through this parallel teaching, we learned the basics of being human on this planet, how to survive, how to continue and how to socially work together towards common goals. We did it by literally being one another, eating, dreaming and sleeping together and deeply sharing thoughts and fears that went well beyond speech. The worst punishment possible would be banishment from our small clan, for to be alone, to be individual, was to be disconnected and dead.
Our long childhood as children of the moon, which spanned our whole pre and paleolithic presence here, ended with the thawing of the last Ice Age, some 12,000 years or so ago, when we slowly began the transition from a lunar people, who put the group far over the individual, to a solar people, who do quite the opposite.
As adolescents of the sun, we moved out of the unpredictable bounty of nature, and began to cultivate fixed earth. Nature would soon become deeply personalized property, and our whole focus would shift from living inside it, to needing to own it, creating towering civilizations where we once dashed half-naked through the forests, at one with the animals and berries we were hunting and gathering.
As property ownership began to replace dreams in import in our mutual dealings with one another, fathers came to define the generations, and with them, they brought the first inklings of earthly individuality, for they would soon be defined by how considerable their possessions were, and those possessions would go on to shape the lives of their generations to come.
Our former present tense mode of living in the flow of nature, now put all its tensions in the future, as the solar self, that individual reflection of the shining sun, came to be the prevailing model for development. It would create a worrisome world that would grow more and more obsessed with its individuality, and in the process, would move further and further away from its group sense of union with the Eternal.
Some 4,000 years ago, a nomadic Middle Eastern pastoral tribe, the Hebrews, introduced a religion that posited that the heavens held but One God, and He was their exclusive property. This proprietary claim did not sit well with anyone else, which purposely underlined the unique specialness of its upholders, so as to make the Hebrews unquestioningly a people apart. In their deliberate isolation from the rest of the world, their many generations of fathers would come to see their One God as a personal reflection of their own oneness.
They became one of the first solar people, acutely conscious of the self, and because they were master storytellers, they would exert a major influence in the subsequent development of what has come to ponderously known as Western Civilization. Where before only the most powerful of any social group held any individual status, now a whole people could. This redesign of the heavens by an earthly community would begin the process of revolutionizing the way everyone else on Earth would come to look at themselves: as chosen and special and individual, and living apart from everyone else who did not share their beliefs.
Through its messianic legends, the One God of the Hebrews spawned the One God of the Christians, who would be even more directly personalized via His death-defying prophet, Jesus of Nazareth. Being in the prophet’s subsequent iconic company, was also to be chosen, special and individual, and separate and disconnected from everyone else who was not.
A third One God would eventually join them, that of the Muslims, who would create further separation and division, with yet another large swath of people feeling themselves chosen and special. As the world continued to divide and subdivide in its beliefs and sects, and rise in its standard of living, our collective eyes slowly turned from the heavens to our own reflections in the mirror, and the oneness it saw there began to become more and more self-important.
Thanks to a wedding of commerce and technology, and the transmutation of our concerns from tribal to individual to global in the ensuing millennia, the solar self reached such an obsessive plateau in the 20th century, that the chosen specialness of celebrity became the prevailing icon of worship, completing a circle that would bring us completely down to Earth. Having done, so, we are now ready for the next stage, the stellar, where we will begin to look beyond this planet once again, for our sense of ultimate connection.
Over the last two millennia of this long period, numerous personalities have stepped front and center to claim far more than their share of a place in the sun as emblem of the Earth-bound cult of the individual which now prevails. They have been the stars of a far less than stellar age, and their relative luminescence and lack of saidsame was well in keeping with it. Perhaps a closer look may be taken at them, for they may offer graphic clue as to how the rest of us develop in Time’n’Space.
Not You Again
Because we live in a virtual reality of the Eternal, the possibilities in Time’n’Space remain infinite, as do our potential experiences. All of us, at some juncture, get to rule, if we so wish, for there are enough planets and parallel realities here to accommodate everyone’s dreams and desires. All of us get to be movie stars and masters of the media, if we so wish, when the appropriate time and space open for it, and when we have developed the requisite skills along the way to have a viable go at the fortunes of fame.
In our ongoing collective development, once we have our group basics down, we move on up the body of humanity into the more individualistic arenas of personal power, communication and imagination, all of which celebrate the separated solar self. That trinity lies at the heart of civilization, for mighty worlds may be both built and destroyed on their combined use and misuse.
As we have progressed through the Christian Era in the West, numerous repetitive patterns can be seen in many of those who have given individual shape to our collective story. Although the honor and dishonor rolls of the West are laden with thousands upon thousands of names, many may very well be the same people over and over again, giving play to their continuing need to be on a public stage, and to have the record-keepers here render a verdict on them for posterity, as a means of knowing themselves. They are no different or more developed than anyone else here, they just have far more of a need to be publicly recognized than the rest of us, and both the time and the space have opened up for them on our particular planet to do so.
Because we learn through both repetition and choice, these interrupted lives serve as perfect example of how we develop here. Their progress and regress down the centuries is no more important than anyone else’s, it is just more noticeable. All seem to have definitive signatures, so that their stories can be serially followed, and the specifics of their lives can be used to show how the rest of us do it as well.
Some seem to make great leaps from life-to-life, after learning from their failures, while others get stuck endlessly in the same patterns. Some have trouble coordinating word and deed, while others truly shine here as masters of their particular disciplines. They have been our virtual companions from afar throughout our stay here, and we have allowed them center-stage over a long period, in order to let them work out their public works-in-progress, while the rest of us slowly await our turn to join or even supersede them, if we so choose.