Forge of Creation

Gift of the Archons

CA. 3,200 B.C.E. A Message in a Bottle

God has no power over the past except to cover it with oblivion
-Pliny the Elder (23-79 A.D)

I am Anu. When I was born, my father had a dream in which the ancient Archons instructed him in the ways of the universe. My father was shown an insect web that started as one strand and expanded into billions. Then after a time, the billions contracted back into a single strand. Then my father looked to see a child clinging to the end of the web. My father believed that I was the child in his dream and that I was destined to bear all the knowledge of my people the Annunaki to those who came after. He decided that I should be named Anu, which means the knowledge of Anuk, our home star system. My father had thus chosen my purpose as the keeper of the collected knowledge of the Annunaki. When I was young, My father repeated his story to me once every year on the day of the summer solstice of your planet.

Long ago, when the Annunaki race was young, parents would choose the destiny of their children. This was the old tradition. Then over the years, we discovered that many choices were badly made out of pride or greed; preventing their children from realizing the full potential of joy that would come from making their own choice. This is why the caste system was invented to allow the young to choose their destiny within a framework of Annunaki tradition. All knowledge was taught during the first millenium of life. When the time came to choose, it became a question for the youth rather than the parents.
 
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