glimpsing . . .

Saturday, 5 July 2014

ANCIENT SYMBOL.

On Thursday, June 5, 2014, Martin Law <martin.rainbowmaker@gmail.com> wrote:

If i ever run out of paper i have a lot of experience to draw on.
RBM~



Ancient Symbol. Ancient; it comes from long before human memory. But it still lives,in the present, in cellular memory.

I remember well its emergence in conscious awareness. Teenage years in art school. I recall being in lettering class, also typography (which i found burdensomely left brain and tedious, like arithmetic.) I would always doodle on the side of the page for relief when my calculations didn't add up yet again.

I never lost touch with the intuitive hemisphere, it was a matter of survival. Art was always my world, i came into the world like that. I came through the trauma of school with my natural creativity intact.

Art school saved my soul, it was a time to reconnect with the thread running through childhood. A time of private introspective emergence, significant subconscious re-emergence, if still quite traumatic on an interpersonal level.


ANCIENT SYMBOL, martin law, 2014



Doodling is important and not to be lightly dismissed as trivial. It's a direct channel to creative source, underlying superimposed consensus rational identity, which allows uncensored expression of what you 'actually' feel, as doodles do.

So i was obviously always very receptive and vulnerable to impressions. Rather than peer pressure induced ego projective as boys most often are. Though i was scapegoated for it even in college, which was a learning curve in itself. But i didn't lose that link with early years, the magic of ordinary things if you like.

Being impressionable to what other students and artists were doing was very formative. Particularly with regard to archetypal meaning of shapes and colour in a deep subconscious sort of way. Which retain a matured conscious significance still evolving after decades of nurture.

Instances of being moved on a subterranean level by large abstract paintings are as alive and present today, even though i was on a graphics course. A very informal, lenient, and helpful one at that time. I assimilated a sense of the significance of primal elements as if by osmosis, and a lot more besides including manual and perceptual skills, and it sustained and remained my primary focus of being.

Plugging in to the universal wellsprings of the timeless world of the world's art, actually since the age of four, when i was much encouraged by having a drawing published in a magazine, thanks to my humble and well-meaning working class parents.

Solitary retreats into the college library, discovering revelatory impressions precisely imprinted in memory, otherwise insignificant details of moments still easily recalled in the still present.

Receptive as a dry sponge. Even if it was all i could do to push the heavy library door and walk in without feeling i might faint in public from so called 'self-consciousness'. Still hadn't formed a self assured social 'identity.'

I'm fond of this symbol and others similarly related to it. I have a personal/impersonal relationship with it. An innate ability to read such signs by instinctual feeling, it's a timeless language written into the human psyche of the planet herself, by herself.



ANCIENT SYMBOL, martin law, 2014


It's also literally written into the rocks and stone all over the world. As one might expect, here, in a 'Celtic' country, only a few miles away, variations of this shape are profusely carved on a flat expanse of rock, previously overgrown with a thin layer of grassy tufted turf and carved before formally recorded history.

I spent one sunny afternoon running my fingers along the cup and ring marks,(this symbol.) So much for time.

Symbols embody and invoke many interrelated layers of meaning simultaneously, in the most succinct form possible.

This one embodies many references, including:
Primal containment and gestation, whether by womb of the Earth Mother, or human home and hearth. It's both, sexual and biological, and identical with a floor plan of ancient dwellings.
The centre circle is Sun, Spirit, Source, unfertilized egg ,and embryo, the soul in utero.

So i celebrate it, suspended and brooding symbolically in a suitably ancient setting. The pyramidal mound with beacon pyre-amid, while being male, projective upright triangle, is also androgenous, being a bosom of Mother Earth. The two interelated, invoking fertility.

I'm pleased to see the annual crop formations manifesting again. Prior to June 1st, some of the early ones seemed to be of questionable origin, as the authenticity of non manmade ones is subtly discernable.

This particular symbol has occurred many times in genuine crop formations in unequivocably clear exactness. The latest one, recorded on June 1st in Dorset. England, has this same form again, ingeniously depicted in one continuous line. Enclosed within a diamond shape (also female), within a circle (Spirit.)

Curiously enough, that same pattern was forming itself in my mind on the same day before i discovered it, and that's not the first time that's occurred, by a long straw.

I've even painted a complex design (Rainbow
Embryo. October 2007) and then discover on the internet the same theme had manifested in the fields around the same time, on the other side of the Irish Sea.

One very instructive instance of this kind of synchronicity only in reverse, happened some years back. A formation appeared in Wiltshire, consisting of a triple armed swastika (an ancient sun symbol) neatly integrated into three sides of a cube within a circle.

I did an accurate drawing of it as it seemed a bit of a puzzle to construct. Much later, drinking tea at a friend's cottage and while leafing through a very old book of Tibetan Buddhism, a surprise happened.

At a turn of the page, there was the same symbol, illustrated, and i mean identical (i'm into precision.)

The text explained it as being, an esoteric 'yantra' (visual mantra) used for meditation and known as the Antakharana. It further stated that it can only ever be used for benevolent purposes.

I doubt that anyone with a low level intent to hoax and deceive would have also known that.
Unless of course UFOs are full of ancient Tibetans.

Many crop circles have consisted of esoteric symbols from long ago not known by anyone but a most studious scholar of civilizations.

Some years ago a very strange thing happened. Studying the latest crop circles on the library computer, i distinctly saw, studied, and drew acurately, a complex twelve pointed star formation. Shown in a series of clear photos on 'crop circle connector' website. I can still recall the atmospheric feel and perspective of the photos as it made an impression.

Most impressive was that it was identical to the design on the cover of Patricia Cori's previously published book dealing with twelve stranded DNA. So i sent her the drawings and drew her attention to it. The book was written long before the discovery of these crop circles.

Well, we both searched the web, including the other circle sites, and any such photos were nowhere to be found. They were never there.
But i saw them, or else how could i draw them, complete with small additional details?

She promptly and warmly replied: "The Siriuns do that sort of thing you know."


ANCIENT SYMBOL, martin law, 2014



There's far more to form than meets the eye.~

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> Makes Rainbows.



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     ANCIENT SYMBOL, martin law, 2014




2 comments:

  1. Hey, if you want to see your mysterious symbol in action it got its chance to shine in no less a venue than the 2012 London Olympics: http://vigilantcitizen.com/forums/Thread-2012-Illuminati-Olympics-NEW-Occult-Connections-Discovered?page=2

    I was wondering if it was a "returning/rising star/planet symbol. At best, it could be Venus, at worst, could it be - Satan?

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