2001 - A Space and Time 'Oddity'.

 

 

In my last blog I mentioned the uncanny knack possessed by science fiction writer and all-round genius Arthur C Clarke, when it came to making prophecies about the future. However, it occurred to both myself and my co-writer Chris Knight some time ago that maybe Clarke sometimes had a little assistance. Evidence I’ve collected since that time only makes me more convinced that this was the case.

 

The most famous movie in which Clarke had a hand was Stanley Kubrick’s 2001 – A Space Odyssey. The film was released in 1968, about the same time as Clarke released the book of the same title. The original idea had come from a short story by Clarke back in the late 1940’s, which was entitled ‘The Sentinel’.

 

In the 2001 version, Earth is ‘tampered with’ by an advanced alien power, which leaves a monolith on the surface of the planet. This is a device which is intended to assist the monkey-like hominids in developing powers of reason. As a result of its presence, a highly intelligent species will ultimately develop. The hominid that benefits from this at the beginning of the film and the book is referred to by Clarke in the novel as ‘Moon-Watcher’.  

 

The next scene is much later in time, in fact in 2001. Humanity discovers a black monolith on the Moon similar to the one encountered by Moon-Watcher. When astronauts uncover the device, which is producing a strange magnetic anomaly, it begins to send a radio signal to the outer fringes of the solar system. It is as a result of this that the hero of the book, Bowman, ultimately travels to Saturn and then into an entirely different dimension, from which he emerges as the ‘Star Child’, a new sort of entity with unlimited power and knowledge.

 

 

Chris and I could be forgiven for seeing some stark parallels between this story and our own discoveries regarding Earth’s Moon. We showed in our book ‘Who Built the Moon’, that Earth’s closest neighbour could not be a naturally occurring object. We showed that the Moon had been deliberately ‘engineered’ in the remote history of the solar system. Now, with so many more discoveries under my belt, I’m beginning to see the story of 2001 as more than a hint at what our future as a species is likely to be.

 

A unique and truly ancient measuring and geometrical system connects the Earth, the Moon and the Sun. This measuring system, in particular the Megalithic Yard, speaks of intervention taking place in the archaic past of humanity. The Megalithic Yard was used by Stone Age people, who created structures that looked uncannily like Arthur C Clarke’s monoliths – there surely has to be a connection in Clarke’s mind?

 

In 2001, the monolith on the Earth is observed by Moon-Watcher, and he is the individual who is changed by it, at what is referred to as ‘the dawn of awareness’. The next dawn of awareness takes place many thousands of years later, on the Moon itself, where another monolith has been left to monitor humanity’s first steps into space.

 

The surface of the Moon is genuinely replete with gravitational and magnetic anomalies and Clarke may have been aware of this in 1968, but why does the Moon play such a big part in this story of humanity’s ultimate rise to something much more than an Earth-bound hominid? It is more than possible that Arthur C Clarke knew a great deal about the ‘real’ history of the Moon and the pivotal part in played in the advancement of all life on Earth but in 1968 it would have been ‘too early’ to tell the whole story. Knowledge concerning the true importance of the Moon would not be forthcoming for a number of decades.

 

2001 – A Space Odyssey turns out to be a thinly disguised pastiche of what has really taken place and what we can expect in the decades to come. This has to be viewed alongside Arthur C Clarke’s almost unbelievable accuracy regarding future trends and discoveries, his virtual invention of the geo-stationary satellite and his suggestion of a ‘space elevator’, which is now being planned. Clarke’s specific views on religion and particularly his insistence that religion does not have a monopoly on morality, ally him to some very interesting people from history who also seemed to know much more than their own period should have afforded. In short Arthur C Clarke gives every evidence of not simply ‘hypothesising’ about the future but of actually ‘knowing’ about it.

 

 

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Arthur C Clarke - Visionary?

 

 

I’ve just been watching a film clip from 1964, made by the science fiction guru Arthur C Clarke. It is really strange to watch this clip, which is from a BBC programme entitled Mysterious World. Clarke, who died at the age of 90 in 2008 had a great knack for predicting what the future would have in store for us. In this particular video he points out that those who predict the future are caught between two stools. On the one hand if they are too conservative, natural technical advancement will soon make their predictions seem pedestrian, whereas if they really push the bounds of what might take place, they will be seen in their own time as being lunatics.

 

Back in 1964, Clarke was talking about cities of the future, and was postulating what might take place after the year 2,000. In fact he was talking 50 years into the future – so actually about now. A little sadly, for Clarke’s reputation, what he had to say doesn’t sound at all revolutionary now but that is because even those of us who were alive in 1964 have forgotten what life was really like then.

 

When talking of the future city Arthur C Clarke suggested that by the turn of 2,000, cities would not really be needed at all. This he put down to the revolution that would take place in communication. He suggested that it would be possible to undertake business from absolutely any place on the planet and to talk (as good as face to face) from any point on the Earth to any other point. He even suggested that there would come a time when a brain surgeon in London would be able to operate on a patient in New Zealand.

 

How utterly remarkable and even outlandish this would have sounded in 1964, whereas now it doesn’t sound remarkable in the least – because with the exception of the brain surgeon (which is only a matter of a short time) it is happening exactly as Clarke predicted. The city is indeed becoming a much less important feature on our landscapes than it once was. Even shops are gradually becoming redundant in the face of Internet purchases.

 

Clarke usually got things right but occasionally he was completely wrong. But did everything Arthur C Clarke envisage come out of his own head? In my next blog I want to suggest that in at least one case, and perhaps also in many more, he might have had some assistance.

 

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Intervention Book Launch

 

Two days to go before the launch of my new book Intervention. There’s no big party as there used to be with book launches but that’s the way the publishing market is at this time. Thursday 11^th October seems a strange date to launch a book but I guess it’s because the Frankfurt book fair is held this week.

 

The mysteries of book publishing are far more impenetrable to me than anything to do with Earth’s Moon, or the possibility of our future selves travelling to the past – which are both child’s play by comparison.

 

No matter how many books a writer publishes, and I am approaching 20 now, it’s always a nervous time and is something akin to expecting a child. You never know how it’s going to be received, or even if it will be received at all. Despite the fact that everyone says ‘I don’t care what my child turns out to be as long as it’s healthy’, everyone secretly wants a good looking genius, and it’s the same with a new book.

 

And just the same a child arriving, there’s absolutely nothing an author can do once the book has entered the birth canal of arriving in the shops and on Amazon.

 

As a rule launch days come and go without me giving them a great deal of thought but this book is quite different. Intervention is a virtual crusade to me. I believe absolutely in it and although I recognise that I am only a small link in a very long chain, I want to make sure that my link is just as strong and shiny as all the rest.

 

Ah well. Time will tell.

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Getting the Message Across

 

It seems as though every time I turn my attention towards the Moon and the Earth I find some other sort of relationship that just could not be there if the Moon was a perfectly natural object that had come about by chance. What is also slightly funny is that every time I do stumble across something new, I can’t understand how I managed to miss it before.

 

The one that jumped out and bit me a couple of days ago has been right in front of my eyes all along, so how it passed me by before I have no idea. It’s really very simple. If the circumference of the Earth measured in kilometres is multiplied by the circumference of the Moon measured in kilometres, the resulting figure will be 100 times the circumference of the Sun when measured in kilometres. The result is 99.99% accurate, which is positively stunning. The figures are at the end of the blog in case you want to check them for yourself.

 

In a universe which is probably as good as infinite, even this result ‘could’ come about by chance but any bookmaker would give truly fantastic odds against it. There is no natural, physical reason for such a result and when it is added to all the other number associations shared by the Earth, Moon and Sun, as well as the incidents of absolutely perfect eclipses, anyone looking at the situation with a genuinely open mind would be forced to conclude that intelligent intervention must have taken place.

 

I’m sure religiously inclined people will take this whole scenario as proof positive of the existence of God but though I’m a definite believer myself I don’t think we can put this situation down to the Almighty. God is omnipotent and omnipresent. The presence of Earth’s Moon is clearly an afterthought and God would have no need of afterthoughts – He would have got things right first time.

 

The problem remains: how to get people to take notice. Getting scientists on board is going to be extremely difficult. Such people don’t change direction easily, even when they claim to always follow the evidence. People (even scientists – no, especially scientists) have a natural aversion to seeing their paradigms turned upside down.

 

In the end it will be the weight of evidence, plus the efforts of thousands of truly open-minded ordinary people that will force the experts to look. In the meantime I should try to be patient. It ‘has’ happened so it ‘must’ happen.

 

Earth equatorial circumference 40,062.59 km

Moon circumference 10,920.1 km

Sun circumference 4,375,245 km (Latest figures 696,342 km radius.)

Earth X Moon = 437,487,489. km

Divided by 100 = 4,374,874.89 km

Compare this with 4,375,245  km

The accuracy is 99.99%.

 

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Goldilocks and Predestination Paradox

Once upon a time Goldilocks was walking along the wide path through the forest, on her way to the house of the Three Bears. It was about six months or so after she had met them for the first time and they had all become great friends. Daddy Bear had emailed Goldilocks to ask if she could look after Baby Bear for a couple of hours whilst he and Mummy Bear went down to the Mall to buy Mummy Bear a special anniversary present.

 

Goldilocks was only too pleased to help out, so she had set off bright and early on a lovely summer’s morning to walk the two miles through the forest. She had probably gone about half way when she came upon a hare, who was walking in the same direction as she was, though somewhat slowly.

 

“Good Morning Mr Hare,” said Goldilocks, because she had been brought up properly and was always polite.

 

“Good Morning to you young lady,” replied the Hare, and the two began quite naturally to walk side by side, commenting on the weather, the greenness of the trees and the warmth of the Sun as it dropped its dappled light through the canopy.

 

After a few minutes Goldilocks was quiet for a moment but then said, “Mr Hare, I wonder if you would mind if I asked you a question?”

 

“Not at all”, replied the Hare. “Go ahead.”

 

“Could it be,” ventured Goldilocks, “that you are the same hare that once famously competed in a race with a tortoise – and lost?”

 

The hare flushed a little but replied, “I have to admit young lady that I am indeed that somewhat foolish hare, though in my defence I have to say that things have altered considerably since that event, which was several years ago.”

 

“How so?” Goldilocks quizzed, because although she was well brought up she was still naturally curious and of course quite young.

 

The hare stopped by a huge tree that had fallen in the winter gales and he rested against its trunk. Goldilocks sat beside him. “After that unfortunate experience, I began to realise that perhaps I didn’t know enough about life and that the time was right for me to seek out some education. As a result I enrolled in college and eventually achieved a degree and a certificate – not to mention a cap and a gown. Modesty forbids me from suggesting that I am now significantly wiser than I was back in those days,” he ventured, “but I don’t think that if the same race was run today, I would be likely to lose. In fact……” he began.

 

“Go on,” said Goldilocks, who was intrigued to know what was going through the hare’s mind.

 

“Well it has occurred to me that I may be able to prove how much I have changed thanks to my education. Do you like paradoxes young lady?”

 

“Indeed I do,” she replied, though in all honesty she wasn’t entirely sure what a paradox was.

 

“Then let’s have another race – this bright and beautiful morning. May I ask where you are going?”

 

“Certainly,” she replied. “I’m going to the cottage of the Three Bears, to look after Baby Bear.”

 

“In that case,” said the hare, you and I will have a race to the house of the Three Bears, but with a twist.” He twitched his whiskers. “I will not only beat you in the race, but I will also finish after you. How about that?”

 

Goldilocks was puzzled. “I don’t see how that could be possible,” she admitted, but I should like to see it all the same. When shall we begin?”

 

“Well now is as good as any time I should think,” said the hare, and bounded off up the path.

 

A hare is a hare after all, and a little girl is a little girl, so you can imagine it was difficult for Goldilocks to keep up; in fact it wasn’t long before the hare had disappeared into the distance.

 

Puffing and panting, Goldilocks eventually arrived at the front door of the Three Bear’s cottage. Just as she arrived, Daddy Bear opened the door.

 

“Good morning Goldilocks,” said Daddy Bear with a smile. “You are very prompt, but you seem to be quite out of breath.”

 

“Indeed I am Daddy Bear,” she spluttered, “but tell me please, has Mr Hare passed this way?”

 

“As a matter of fact I saw him only about five minutes ago. He said something quite curious – now what was it? Ah yes, he said, "please tell the young lady I fulfilled the first part of my promise", though I’m sure I don’t know what he meant.”

 

Just as Daddy Bear finished speaking there was a commotion from behind and looking round they saw the hare, about a hundred feet away, pounding up the path that Goldilocks had just trodden. He staggered to a halt beside the cottage and after catching his breath he said: “And that’s the second part of my promise, because as you can see, I arrived here after you.”

 

“That’s remarkable,” offered Goldilocks, but you really must tell me Mr Hare how you managed such a thing. Was it by magic?”

 

“Alas,” said the hare, “I am no magician, but rather a child of the Enlightenment and for that reason I will tell you how I achieved this amazing paradox.

 

Being a hare, it wasn’t too difficult for me to lose you on the path, so you were nowhere to be seen when I arrived here the first time. Mr Bear was fortunately in the front garden, so I asked him to be sure to tell you that I had kept the first part of my promise. The second part of my strategy relied on the fact that you seemed to be a good girl, and I estimated that you would always do what your mother told you. Is that correct?”

 

“Oh yes,” said Goldilocks, nodding vigorously.

 

“And I also thought it very likely that your mother would have told you that when you walk through the forest, you should always stick to the wide and well trodden path, for fear of wild animals?” He nodded in the direction of Daddy Bear, “Begging your pardon Sir?”

 

“That’s very true,” admitted Goldilocks, “I never stray from the path. Two of my friends, Hansel and Gretel once did that and they were very nearly eaten by a wicked witch.”

 

“Just so,” said the hare. “And that being the case I thought it unlikely you would know about the much smaller path, over there beyond the trees. It follows the same line as this wide path and actually joins it about half a mile back in the direction from which we came. All I had to do, after alerting Daddy Bear, was to take that path in the opposite direction. By the time it merged with the big path, you had already passed, so I merely followed you and arrived behind you, as I had suggested I would. Of course you couldn’t see me going back because the trees hid me from you.”

 

Of course this is just a silly story but can we take anything from it? Perhaps we can. Maybe we can say:

 

·         Sometimes we don’t see what might otherwise be quite obvious, because the trees get in the way.

·         Not necessarily everything keeps going in the same direction.

·         There might be times when instead of the end justifying the means, the means are actually a consequence of the ends.

 

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Weird or What?

To say that my life is becoming stranger by the day would be an understatement. Ever since I took the decision to research and write the book Intervention, more and more evidence has been flooding in. Of course that’s exactly what any researcher wants but the strange thing in my case is where some of it is coming from.
 

I have to say before I go any further that being singled out for special treatment I don’t entirely understand is not exactly new for me. Over a decade ago, back in the days when I was writing books such as ‘The Goddess, the Grail and the Lodge’, I was regularly approached at conferences and seminars by people who were completely unknown to me, but who seemed to know very well who I was and what I had been studying.
 

On at least four or five occasions at such gatherings I was gently pulled aside by a man who was probably in his middle forties. On each occasion all he would say to me was “My name is Michael and I’m an ex Jesuit Priest. I just want to tell you that you are going in the right direction and that you should keep looking.” That might be considered ‘fairly’ odd but what is stranger still is that each time this happened, the ‘Michael’ was a different Michael!
 

On one occasion, when I was conducting some research at Canterbury Cathedral, my wife and I were discreetly followed around for the whole of the time we were there. The person shadowing us was a tall, pleasant, early middle aged man with the same sort of beard sported by all the Michaels. He never spoke and bore a composed smile on his face. He was present wherever we went and I’m gratified to say that the only place he didn’t tag along was when I went to pay a visit. On at least two occasions he actually walked in front of us, and stopped in a particular location that was of specific interest to me, such as the St Mary Magdalene Chapel in the crypt, where it is rumoured St Thomas Becket is actually buried.
 

Over the years I have become almost immune to people who obviously have an interest in my work, either stopping me and telling me strange things, or else communicating snippets of information to me by letter or email, but nothing has prepared me for what is taking place right now.
 

.At this moment in time I have four specific correspondents emailing me on a regular basis. Of course I’m lucky enough to get a lot of emails from people who are interested in my work, but these are quite different. In none of the four cases do I have the slightest idea who the people in question are. Also in each case it is obvious that the names they use are not their ‘correct’ names. Most surprising of all, each of them, in their own way, has imparted information to me that I assumed at the time only I was aware of. In some cases these emails pre-empted a piece of research I had been planning to undertake. There are also three of four truly amazing pieces of information I have received from the mystery email correspondents that I knew nothing about prior to tjem telling me.
 

I’ve tried with all these contacts to get them to tell me who and where they are but although they keep sending information, they never divulge a single thing about their own identity – or why they share my research interests. It is quite obvious – and in the case of two of the email senders, more than obvious, that these are knowledgeable individuals and that no subtlety of my investigations is lost on them – even when I haven’t told them what I seek.
 

So there we are. If you are one of the contacts in question and you are reading this, I’d like to say again a big thanks for the help. Of course I’m bursting to know who you are and how you know so much, but I will respect your chosen anonymity. Maybe there are reasons why you ‘can’t’ give me any more personal information (and the thought of what that might be frustrates me all the more.) But as it says in the Desiderata ‘No doubt the Universe is unfolding as it should.’
 

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Into the Lion's Den

As I write these words very early in the day I can see from my office window that a beautiful near full Moon is just about to slip over the western horizon. This is entirely appropriate because today is the day I launch my new website interventiontheory.com.

The appearance of the site coincides with the publication of my new book, Intervention, which will be available on October 11^th , though it  is already available as an ebook. Strangely, I find that I am really quite nervous about the prospect of this book appearing. I say ‘strangely’ because this is at least my fourteenth book and, as a rule, by the time a new book goes through all the various stages involved in publication, I am already well into writing the next one. As a result I have generally somewhat left the previous title behind. That’s the life of a professional writer, or at least it’s certainly the life of this one.

So What’s Different This Time?

Intervention is the culmination of a lifetime’s research into some of the most potent mysteries our world and our species has to offer. The problem is that although I hope Intervention will be a fascinating and compulsive read, I know that in the minds of some people it will be certain to see me branded as, at the very least eccentric and at worst a screaming madman who has completely lost touch with reality.

You will understand why this is the case when you learn that the thrust of my book is the suggestion that Earth’s Moon is not a naturally occurring object but rather a carefully and deliberately created device, custom built to assist life to both develop and flourish on the Earth. If this isn’t bad enough, Intervention makes the claim that the agency responsible for planning and building the Moon was humanity itself! Beyond this I go on to demonstrate that history is littered with deliberately created clues, placed there to eventually make us realise what we did and therefore what we will ‘have’ to do.

If I’m lucky enough to get any sort of attention from the mainstream press I can imagine what they will say about both me and the notion. The whole subject dealt with in Intervention is based on 30 years of diligent research but since newspapers generally manage to get things completely wrong in an article of only a couple of paragraphs, they are likely to have a field day with what I’m suggesting.

The purpose of this blog is not to try and convince you of the validity of my findings. Anyone who wants to prove or disprove it for them self can view the website or, better still, read the book. The blog, on the other hand, is merely to express the ‘human’ side of managing to annoy or even enrage mainstream scientists, a host of religious denominations, leading politicians, many Ufologists, historians, archaeologists and heaven knows who else. This I will manage to do simply by exposing an idea that seems to fly in the face of both inherited wisdom and plain common sense.

Very few people in this world are ‘odd’ enough to willingly expose themselves to public ridicule, unless they are a certain sort of person from Essex or those who choose to appear on the Opra Winfrey show. But what do you do if you are ‘certain’ about something, even something that sounds utterly crazy when expressed in a single sentence, except write a book about it?

To be fair I suppose I could have kept my mouth shut altogether or at least refrained from something that is about as subtle as exposing my genitals in the middle of Hyde Park on a hot August Saturday afternoon. The problem is that, to me at least, there is nothing remotely odd or unlikely about the suggestions I am making. They come at the end of countless thousands of hours of investigation. At each stage I stuck as closely as I could to the evidence that presented itself and ultimately arrived at the only conclusions that were either logical or likely.

 

Maybe Odd but Not Barking Mad

I’m sure if you knew me personally you would describe me as perhaps a little odd in some ways but generally fairly sensible, often quite funny and sometimes even intuitive, and as far as I am aware I have no overt desire to seek undue attention. As an example, I live in a small Northern English seaside town, where, to my wife’s annoyance, I have never sought to place any of my books in the shops or even the public library. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that I seek anonymity but at the present stage of my life I have no desire whatsoever to fill the position of village idiot or to stand in the stocks every weekend so that people can throw rotten cabbages at me. So why didn’t I employ my time in writing an amusing children’s book or even a slightly racy novel about a woman who seems determined to reform a man with extremely dubious sexual proclivities?

The plain answer is that the truth is the truth and, if there is sufficient proof, it cannot be anything else. Whilst there are many situations in life about which we can’t be certain – for example the reality, form or nature of God, we can be sure that the dawn will follow the night; and what is more we know exactly ‘why’ this will happen.  There may well be people in the world who assume that a magic pixie sitting on a cloud makes it rain sometimes, or that thunder is truly the angels moving the furniture around in heaven, but if we look at the evidence we ‘know’ that this is not the case. Similarly, if ‘all’ the facts are born in mind – and not just the ones that we ‘want’ to look at, there is absolutely no way that Earth’s Moon could have come into being and eventually occupied the orbit it keeps, on its own and by the random laws of chance and simple physics.

At the end of the day it’s all a matter of ‘probability’. The laws of probability don’t prevent me from putting a pound or two on the lottery each week, but I don’t run away with the idea that it is very likely I’ll ever win a jackpot. To assume that I will would be to ignore the fact that the odds against it are something approaching fourteen million to one. That’s fine, because all I’m going to lose is a small amount of money, some of which goes to good causes in any case. But if I suddenly began to win the jackpot every week, for months on end, it’s an odds on certainty that something else is taking place, and whatever that ‘something’ is, it’s worth looking into.

 

So here I go – into the Lion’s den. Of course there is always the probability that my argument will be solid enough to make experts from all disciplines totally ignore me. I know from past experience that this is what they do when they are faced with something they cannot counter by rational argument or proof. We’ll see, and in the weeks and months ahead I’ll keep you informed.

 

In the meantime I rely on that much overplayed but nevertheless sensible suggestion put forward by Arthur Conan Doyle in the words of his ace detective Sherlock Holmes.

 “When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth!”.
 

My only other course of action in order to win from this situation would be to corner the market in the sale of rotten cabbages!
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