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We Will Bring Down Your Dams
by Michael A. Guy
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I don't know about you but I prefer "water to drink" (what I was going to title this 'epic-historical story') and "untainted food to eat" over a glut of quick energy. Last time I checked Life on Earth isn't possible without those basics. But I have been researching ancient history and am after several years half-way down with a page-by-page reading of the "Old Testament" - between that and latest research this problem we face is nothing new except for 1 big difference: there are now 7 billion of us vying for the same things on this planet!! A startling difference when you consider that 13,000 years ago the few million Clovis that came here and overhunted well beyond their needs destroyed along with that Climate Change whole species including the Native American version of the horse. They were wiped out by the brutal climate-change of the "Younger Dryas" chilling (and aridification!) Somehow the Native Americans survived and "inherited our country" - they lived in relatively peaceful balance for 12 millennia... hunting and fishing.
The necessary ingredient: drinkable and free-flowing waters that we are losing everywhere today at an alarming rate including right here in Florida, where my lake has fallen 10' in just 2 years and my real estate is now almost valueless (we were a fishing area) It wasn't just drought, corporations were stealing the springs flow to sell it without paying a dime!!
Now you draw your own conclusions....


"We Will Bring Down Your Dams" -
[2101: 'the Water-Bearer Comes']

Intro: I. “Once: Rivers so wide, Mountains so vast, pristine snows capped a world so

new...”
 Fish - a million strong surging up rivers so mighty
 A wilderness shaped by the Hand of God (Nature) and her children so free.
 Freely given, untouched to roam - for it was their Home.
 Forests spread shade & food, scattered to all Her creatures,
 like a great hand scattering seed to birds....
A vast open plain, stretching to clouds on every horizon, life in harmony teemed- Buffalo,

 
herds a billion strong, the beat of thundering hooves, accompanied Her song...
 For over 12 millennium they roamed free; not a river nor a tree, nor a

creature was lost, defiled or displaced. Looking as it had always looked. Living as they

had always lived.... The way God made it to be lived, shaped by her Hand...

II. "From Heaven to Earth They Came"

 "When the gods spoke of 1 year, they did not mean one of 'our' years...
 When 'they' promised to return, it was not to comfort us but to remind us"
The time on earth had been 120 years before, since they came, so the book said.
 But it was not 'our' years they counted. We were creatures of the forests, the 
shadows, who could not count our days let alone the stars shining above us... And from 
'Heaven to Earth they came'...

 After their image and likeness they fashioned us for many sars while they 
counted, keeping track since they left their home...
 And they told time by the stars in the heavens.
 They molded us for their purposes and set us down in a garden of their

making. To tend the plants and animals we should name.
 They wisely withheld the percentage that would make us their equal: "Let us

scatter them like grains of sand across the globe and confuse their language, lest they too

build a tower to heaven and become immortal like us..."

It was agreed that man should name all things. Whatever he so named, by that name it

would be called. But who named this 'man' -
 "Homo sapiens sapiens" - strangely self-gloriously known as: "wise man"?
 The gods gave us wisdom, but the Elohim did not grant us eternal life.
When the gods' year was almost out, they left promising to return - but they did not 
count in 'our' years. They showed us what stars to watch and measure so slowly turning 
over the course of centuries. How to mark its passage over so great a cycle and watch for 
that time to come. It was the "Timekeeping of the gods" - But we forgot; for the gods did

 
not count in our years...

 After a time and then a time and yet some time again, we forgot our duty to 
count those years. We puzzled over the strange relics and monuments left behind. "Those 
stones that counted the god's years. We fell asleep to the past and lived for today...

 And IF they do return, who will they find minding the celestial clock, turning 
the pages of that divine calendar? For we no longer count in their years.
 The records now lost in allegory and myth. And an even greater myth made by

 
us, that counts "All Time in a Straight Line" - gradually evolving in accidental order 
from past to present...
 But those "stones" say "not so"! Nothing in this universe moves in straight lines, 
so why should Time? And one of our own genius children said as much and tried to prove

 
it -- that Space and Time unfold in spirals of circles ever growing outward!

III.  2101: "The Return"

 And when they do "Return" looping back in the ever widening circle that 
crosses ours, (and probably crossed ours so long ago!), will they wonder at all that 
happened in the year since they left? And puzzle at just who was really "minding the 
store" while they were away!

 The time is fast approaching (they named it aptly well), the "Dawn of the 
Water-Bearer" -- likely coming in just that 11th hour (or perhaps we deserve not at 
all!) -- In 2100, the new age begins... we did not remember when long-ago they came 
and found a flooded world rather than a parched one. This time a dying one they will 
behold. Will it be too late?

IV.  Myths: Ancient and New

Today's New Myth: The "straight-line" idea of time, hapless, will be rudely interrupted. A

 
"sudden black-hole" in the historical record, (as we do not archive our knowledge in stone

 
as our wiser ancestors did!). All our technology, vulnerable, non-sustainable and non-
survival-able! Plastic and metal, broken and useless! Chemicals and toxins leaving a line

in 
the sand, just as we study and puzzle over the lines from millennium ago that prove our 
Clovis ancestors had just as little sense in their perishing world.
 And to a dying, thirsty world, will the "gods" this time pour-down a quenching

 
burst to assuage our thirst? (or perhaps provided by the vicinity of their planet!)

V.  After the Fire (the Last Whale, the Last Buffalo)

 Once the maniacal killers left millions of skeletons, the sacred Buffalo savaged, 
his remains beside every stream and watering hole. (yes, the children of the Clovis?)
Whose remains will we behold scattered across the dusty plains and parched river beds of 
their ancient domain? Those sons and daughters granted wisdom (but not eternal life)? 
Or will it be the Ancient Children of the Earth? The ones so readily remade for their 
purposes?
 I fear all our bones will be covered in the sands of time, just above all that they

 
killed - all the species so obliterated - the last Buffalo, the myriad fish and a skeletal tail 
of that hapless "last whale" just jutting above the hot, blowing sands...

The original "children of the garden" will emerge, some reborn and their first act will be:
 "We will bring down your dams... tear down your fences and burn your 
slaughter-houses!" Will they re-inherit the earth? The meek but brave, the reborn of life, 
the children of Her Wrath! (if indeed there are any left!). If there are: "We will bring 
down your dams crashing to the parched river beds below, running in endless white 
sand-struck lines to the distant, ever-shrinking seas...."

 Those you killed in your deadly rush to a toxic wealth will wait (in the wings) -

 
to reinherit the earth. They will wait for the "Water-Bearer" who will not share his cup 
so freely or fully with thee, (no not this time!) -  Like God comforting the servant 
Lazarus, who once sat in want and hunger before your door (Luke, ch#16) He will 
stretch out His hand to quench your burning tongue.

After ferocious fire comes the "Water-Bearer" and the long awaited rains to come...
 And they will live again,
 Life will begin again,
When, we will "bring down your dams"...

05/05/2012

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Reviewed by Rafika Anderson (Reader)
Beautifully written.
Reviewed by Christine Tsen
Desperation, love of nature...spectacular piece ~

I have hope for the earth healing, I really do.
Reviewed by Ronald Hull
It's good to read you again. While I don't agree with your thesis about ancient aliens providing us with the tools of our destruction, I agree with instruction itself and that it has to stop right now while we are in grave danger of losing everything. Like the Mayans, who are still here in central American faces, we can abandon our civilization and go back to a more earth friendly life.

As for, “bring down your dams!” I got to thinking about the pond my sister put in at great expense five years ago and had to put in a well to fill it with water. The pond will now be a source of aquatic plants and amphibians. The fund will also have fish and attract waterfowl. It is already attracted deer for drinking water. and, in in the future, may provide water for a water source heat pump. No stream flows into it, only run off. Damn, If I don't think this dam is good.

Ron
Reviewed by Debby & Gordon Rosenberg
we've trashed the place...it's only a matter of time before we anniliate ourselves so the earth can heal again.
Reviewed by Michael Guy
Just say "NO! to fracking!!

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