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The Sleeping of the Serpent Lion and Ascension in 2012

NOTE: This page is a work-in-progress toward the end of 2012.

 

 

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MAYAN ENIGMA FOR 2012
" I tried to find Him on the Christian cross, but He was not there;
I went to the Temple of the Hindus and to the old Buddhist pagodas,
but I could not find a trace of Him anywhere;
I went to see Him in the Mayan Temples of Palenque
but my spirit told me He was not there any longer.

I searched in the mountains and in the valleys
but neither in the heights nor in the depths of Earth
was I able to find Him. I went to the Caaba in Mecca,
but He was not there either.

I questioned the scholars and philosophers
but He was beyond their understanding.

I then looked into my heart and it was there where He dwelled
that I saw Him as God, the exact image of my Father.
He was nowhere else to be found.

And when the Serpent Lion opened the Seal of the Virgin,
silence reigned in the sky, and He said:
Mother, the Prophecy has been fulfilled."

(Lord Pakal Ahau - 8 Ahau 13 Pop)

INITIATION POEM OF LORD PAKAL AHAU AT THE AGE OF 15
READ BY HIS FATHER

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
(Rudyard Kipling)

The Pakalian Group of Mexico

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