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K'awiil, in the Post-Classic codices corresponding to God K, is a Maya deity identified with lightning, serpents, fertility and maize. He is characterized by a zoomorphic head, with large eyes, long, upturned snout and attenuated serpent tooth.[1] A torch, stone celt, or cigar, normally emitting smoke, comes out of his forehead, while a serpent leg represents a lightning bolt. In this way, K'awiil personifies the lightning axe both of the rain deity and of the king as depicted on his stelae.

Lightnings play a crucial role in tales dealing with the creation of the world and its preparation for the advent of mankind. In the cosmogony of the Popol Vuh, three Lightning deities identified with the 'Heart of the Sky' (among whom Huraqan 'One-Leg') create the earth out of the primordial sea, and people it with animals. Bolon Dzacab plays an important, if not very clear role in the cosmogonical myth related in the Book of Chilam Balam of Chumayel, where he is identified with wrapped-up seeds.[4] The rain gods or their lightnings once opened up the Maize Mountain, making the maize seeds available to mankind

 

K'awiil also figures in an enigmatic Classic scene known only from ceramics (see fig.2), showing an aged ancestor or deity emerging from the serpentine foot of the lightning god, apparently to mate with a nude young woman of decidedly aristocratic allure entwined by the serpent. Not impossibly, the meaning of the scene is ritual, rather than m

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Huracan[1] (/ˈhʊrəkənˈhʊrəˌkɑːn/SpanishHuracánMayan languagesHunraqan, "one legged"), often referred to as U K'ux Kaj, the "Heart of Sky",[2] is a K'iche' Maya god of windstormfire and one of the creator deities who participated in all three attempts at creating humanity.[3] He also caused the Great Flood after the second generation of humans angered the gods. He supposedly lived in the windy mists above the floodwaters and repeatedly invoked "earth" until land came up from the seas.
Huracan also helped destroy the manikins, the results of their second try. Huracan sent dogs and turkeys into the manikin's homes proclaiming revenge for the dogs and turkeys slain and eaten. Also, frying pans, mortars, pestles, and even stones came alive. 


The frying pans complained about their mouths being filled with ash and declared that they will be treated as them. The mortars complained about being banged with a pestle every day and that they will be beaten by pestles as their punishment. The pestles complained about their mouths being filled with grain each and every day. Finally, the stones shot out of the fireplace crushing the helpless manikins. Some sought refuge in trees but fell off after the branches shook them down. Some sought refuge in caves, but huge boulders closed the entrance entombing them forever. Some say you can still hear their sad wails to this day. The survivors ran into the forest and were chased by Huracan and the dogs and turkeys. 

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My heart really isn't in still doing this if nobody is interested; the last thing I want to do is crisp us more by talking about serpent legs hidden in Married with Children ... but we really do need somebody to help us see that "Appstore Heaven" is something we should have right now; rather than the Hell of "ha'b" in rehab and an AA mantra that reminds me every day how pathetic the, cough, response to illumination about mind control here really is.

I personally don't think that John Hancock makes our world rated-GRIMM instead of a Diskey story; but when you really take an honest look at what it is that we're ignoring, there's some very "Ea related" morals that we really should be fighting to ensure we don't lose to a preference for ignorance or "it's just the way things are" when it's pretty damned clear that the way things are is a designed torture chamber where drugs and lies and ... some kind of really upsetting desire to hide the existence of better methods of medicine ... and the the fact that disclosing them is the difference between "reliving" a past written future (that does appear to have "coming right back here" encoded in it) and a bright shining morning.  

The point I am trying to make is that what we are failing to talk about is far more serious and far more distasteful than the very ostentatious and ... "funny looking" sign that God has used to ensure that we come out of this blushing with a little bit of shame under our arms ... for refusing to talk about something as obvious as the clear use of mind control throughout our history. 


I could write a book about people's names, and how the characters they have played tell a hidden story about past time lines and heroes that we appear more than happy to bury along with our freedom.  I'd probably start with Carrey and Fire Marshall Bill,  the Reeves'es, you know, if you hadn't fired me already--and maybe throw in some Johnny Depp  ..




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