Where did the modern races of people come from? How did they spread across the land? What do Russians and Persians, Hindus and Scythians have in common? Where and what was the ancestral home of the legendary Aryans?
These and other questions regarding the ancient history of our ancestors were answered in a dream.
… I dream that I am flying high above the ground. Below is the Ural. But only he is not the same as now, but the same as he was many millennia ago. Then it was the Ripean mountains, as it was said, - high, with sharp peaks, snowy peaks, green slopes. Turbulent rivers rush in the gorges, waterfalls rustle.
I'm flying north. It 'warm over there. An inner voice says that this was before the Biblical flood and the change of geographic poles. The vegetation is puffy, subtropical. There are birds in the branches of the trees. Mountain goats and deer gallop along the slopes. The farther north, the warmer and the mountains get higher and higher. They shimmer and shimmer in the sun.
In the deep forests, I see hairy humanoid creatures. These are yeti, or snow people. They live here and take care of the animals. Here is one of them carrying a huge bundle of grass and twigs with leaves to feed a sick deer - her leg is twisted. Moreover, the yeti is trying to set her leg. There is also a fawn. The yeti's coat is thick, brown in color. Bears also live in these mountains.
There are caves in the dark gorges. There are strange creatures hiding there. One of them has animal legs and a tail, but membranous wings grow from the shoulder blades. Instead of scales, they have feathers of bright red and red. The muzzle is similar to that of a dinosaur, only with a beak. The beak, oddly enough, is full of small teeth. The neck is long, with spikes like a dinosaur. This is a griffin. An inner voice suggests that these creatures were made by people, probably Atlanteans, like centaurs, mermaids and others. Griffins attack other animals and are very vicious. The yeti are mainly protected from them by the animals of the forest.
… I fly over the peaks of the northern mountains. A great, vast sea opens before me. Here I see seven islands connected to each other. They form a mainland, but with a very indented coastline. This land, as it were, continues the mountain range. It runs straight north.
Everything is covered with greenery. From above you can see that there, among this greenery, are cities. They are concentric round. A glow comes from the center of each city. But the largest pillar of light comes from the north of the huge mountain, which is located on the largest island.
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The highest mountain has a pyramid-shaped peak that shines with some strange light. It shimmers from gold to dazzling white. At the foot of the mountain is a huge, round city. It flashes in my head that this mountain is called "Harameru" or "Meru-Alator".
This is probably the great Meru mountain of the Indians. The Avesta of the ancient Persians also speaks about it, it is also "Alatyr - white, combustible stone", which is mentioned in the Slavic Vedas.
People live in this city. They are quite tall, of strong build, with curly hair. Some have light brown, others are chestnut. Men are heavily bearded, women are round-faced. The eyes of all are large, rounded. They are golden, but there are also dark blue, deep ones. Some kind of bulge is slightly noticeable between the eyebrows, maybe this is the "third eye". What we call yoga is very developed here. Some people can walk through the air as on earth, communicate telepathically.
Light mother-of-pearl fabrics like silk are worn here. And there was no one who walked without a belt. The men wrapped the fabric over their hips and tucked the remainder into the belt, passing it between their legs. It turned out something like Indian dhoti. Women wore long, sleeveless dresses that fell to the ankle. They braided their hair in many plaits, and from them they already weaved two wide braids. Gold diadems of very fine work were put on their heads.
The streets in the city are planted with greenery. Many palms, grapes growing. Many rooftops have lotus-like tops. Some buildings are shaped like Indian temples, others have flat roofs and battlements. Window openings are lancet, as in oriental architecture.
I notice that there are elephants here. It was said that people live here for 1000 years and do not grow old, there are no wars and this is exactly the country that the Greeks called Hyperborea.
To the east of it were the lands on which lived shorter people with narrow eyes and yellow skin. These are the ancestors of the modern yellow Mongoloid race. An inner voice tells me that the Hyperboreans, the ancestors of the Aryans, came from a mixture of the race of bronze-skinned giants, the Tellurians who came from Mars, and the pale tall Atlanteans, about whom Plato wrote. The same yellow-skinned and narrow-eyed ones came from a mixture of Lemurians and bronze-skinned ones. And with the addition of Aryan blood, they became the modern yellow race of the Chinese, Japanese, etc., who, like the Aryans, descended from north to south after the Great Flood and glaciation.
The Hyperboreans did not eat meat and ate only fruit. To maintain their longevity, they drank a special drink known in Indian myths as "amrita".
… And now before my eyes a completely different time. The poles have already shifted, Atlantis died and the Flood swept across the earth. So it was said. Where the great Mount Meru was, was the North Pole. But in the mountain there was still a lot of luminous energy, which was given by a mysterious magic crystal located in its depths. The same crystal was also far away in Siberia, there was also an energy center. Now this place has been found. This is the village of Okunevo (Omsk region).
With the help of crystals in ancient times, our planet was saved from destruction, when a great catastrophe occurred and Atlantis perished.
The energy of the crystal warmed the remaining island of Hyperborea. It's still warm here.
I see lush vegetation, many beautiful birds. Animals also live here: elephants, bears, deer, wolves, tigers and others. Pictures of dense virgin forests float by. Beautiful flowers bloom, bees and butterflies fly to their aroma, birds with long and graceful tails chirp. They resemble birds of paradise. In some birds, the head resembles the head of a beautiful woman, but very distantly.
The frozen sea stretches around this oasis. Only off the coast was it still splashing. Further, everything is white with snow and ice. Now everything has changed: there is a stationary North Star in the sky, the sun is shining for six months, and the polar night reigns for six months. But this is unnoticeable on the island, because the glow from the mountain creates a feeling of day. Here is the land of eternal light. Although the northern lights are sometimes visible.
But soon people will no longer be able to warm themselves, and they decide to go into another dimension. Before that, some part of the people (or a tribe) went south. And dear to them were the Ripean mountains. Those who remained, somehow increased the radiation of the mountain, and it flooded with its light the entire island with cities, forests, animals and birds, buildings like pyramids, but with concave surfaces. Nothing could be seen in this fog of light. I was far away and watched from the side. When this haze cleared, the island was bare - a solid stone. It was quickly flooded by the ocean, which was also held by the power of the crystal before. A huge wave moved the already formed glaciers (frozen water of the Great Flood), and they crept even further south into the depths of the Eurasian continent.
But back to those who went south along the gorges and valleys of the Ripean Mountains.
At the very beginning of the journey, they split up. Some of them went east, through Siberia. They moved to the Siberian air center together with the monkey people - the Yeti. It was said that the leader of the yeti was Hanuman, and the people were led by Rama. He was a relative of the head of the Ara (Aria) clan, who with a part of his people went straight to the south, where the Ripean mountains stretched.
The people of the Ara clan carried with them a piece of the great magic crystal, which they received in Hyperborea, and warmed themselves with it.
It was very cold. From the north, glaciers pile on the mountain tops. Ahead - huge destruction: the glacier blew one of the peaks. The mountains stand as if waist-deep in ice. To the south it is a little warmer. The grassy land is already visible. In some places crooked trees perched. Rough cliffs hang here and there.
People are wandering, driven by the dream of the warm lands of the south. They are stocky and bearded. They are wearing warm clothes made of leather, felt, wool. The clothes looked like a jacket like a sheepskin coat. She girded. On their heads, they wore hoods or inverted hats with fur inside, on the legs - wide warm pants, boots made of felt, leather or wolf fur.
Women are also wearing pants, but their sheepskin coats are longer than those of men. Many of them still braid their braids like they did there in their northern homeland and wear golden tiaras. But the conditions are very harsh. People are on the road all the time. They lead sheep, horses, bulls with them. Carts are going, wheels and runners creak.
A camp appears in the thawed places, and people are waiting for the rest of the caravan, stretching for tens, or even hundreds of kilometers. Tent camps are set up in a circle, as cities were once built. Here they rest, eat and hold advice: where and how to go further.
An inner voice said: “So people went down the Urals until they came to the steppes. On the way, many clans split off and settled, others continued on a path that lasted for centuries and even millennia, as people stopped, settled in new lands, lived on them for more than one century, sowed grain, reaped crops, and then, driven by the cold and the search for new pastures for animals, set off again. And they shattered that magic crystal into many parts so that all the families would get it equally, because some left, while others stayed."
Aryans in the Ripean Mountains.
… It seems like a lot of time has passed since the beginning of the Great Exodus. I see these people again. Food is being prepared - a ram carcass. Men sit in a circle. They drink an intoxicating drink made from honey, barley, milk and some kind of plant. Sometimes fly agaric juice is added here. Everyone drinks the drink from one cup, letting it go around. This bowl is made of gold and is made in the form of a large ladle with a spout and a handle. This vessel resembles a bird: the nose is made like a bird's beak, the handle is like its straightened tail, wings are minted on the sides, and along the edge of the brother-bowl there are relief figures of people and horses. This bowl is allowed around seven times, and each time it is filled to the brim.
A young man with a bushy beard sits by the fire. Behind him - a quiver with arrows and a bow, behind his belt - a short sword. He is cheerful and converses with his fellow tribesmen.
But I must say that these images were much more fantastic and unrealistic than those that I had seen before. And the northern lights here were more like a rainbow. Apparently, this man, whom I was, did not see that land with his own eyes, did not see the northern lights, and these were already representations coming from what he heard from the old patriarch.
I don't remember how, but now I see myself on horseback. We are going again, but this time to the west. Ahead is the Ra-river, as they say. I remembered only this word, although who I was also said something. Here I saw the mountains, which are now called Zhiguli. Behind them, to the south, immediately begins a long and narrow sea (the flooded Caspian Sea). Here I fly out of the man and see everything from the side.
The glaciers have already retreated. In the mountains - a round city, once heated by a crystal, but from here people have already left. They were also from that northern country, but left there before the Aria clan, as soon as the Earth turned over.
It was said that here, at Pa-Volga, the Aryan tribes were divided. Some went east - to Central Asia and then through the territory of modern Afghanistan to India, where they united with the tribes moving through Siberia under the leadership of Rama. On their way, they also settled, giving rise to Uzbeks, Tajiks, Pashtuns and other tribes. So spoke an inner voice.
Others, along with Patriarch Arius, went down the river and the seashore in what is now Iran. Arius also came here. By this time, only a small pebble remained of the crystal, which was set in the ring of Arius. The descendants of the Aryans settled on this land, who began to call themselves Iranians.
And the voice kept saying: “During the Great Exodus, many clans and tribes settled, founding new nationalities. Thousands of years later, when the Persian state and the Indian states were already there, some of the tribes that settled on the way again moved east, but by this time they were already met there by other tribes of the Mongoloid race, who also descended from the north.
They, too, have already mixed with the arias who had come before. These were the Turks. They began to drive a new wave of immigrants to the west and themselves followed them out into the steppe near the Don and in the Black Sea region. All this mixed population was Scythians. The wave of settlers even reached the Carpathians. The scattered tribes, fighting with the Turks, gradually settled on the lands of modern Ukraine, Poland, Belarus and Russia, in the Balkans, mixed with the Aryan clans that had settled here earlier and gave Slavic tribes. The various Turkic tribes that rolled out here became Huns, Pechenegs, Polovtsy, Khazars and others."
… Such a story of the Aryans and other peoples, the story of the Great Exodus and the Great Migration of the peoples of the post-Flood world was told during sleep. Perhaps it will reveal some secrets of the origin and settlement of peoples on the Eurasian continent.
Valeria KOLTSOVA