Dreamtime of the Lion’s Tale

Take one monument in Giza Egypt, mix it with the confounded theories of world experts over the years, add the deception of a period in Egyptian history where attempts were made to completely forget a former dynasty… add to it the ruler who was a man but really a woman, then finally add the missing heritage which withered and was almost lost in Australia – and you have some of the elements which make this amazing tale.

History has abundantly thrown up ordinary people who have ignored the fragmented explanations of history to produce a true view of our ancestors. Such is the case you are about to read. It is a story with huge implications for us all to understand just who we all are and where we came from a long time ago. Perhaps some who read here will be ready ….and sufficiently receptive to reflect.

Take care please to make the connection in the pictures.. and spare more than a moment for the additional ones, analysed to give a glimpse of a different more sophisticated and deeper world straining from behind the obvious to support what has been hidden all this time in plain sight.

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Presented by Colin Hayter :: FACEBOOK

To the the inch the place.
The Westerly moving rays of the Sun touch shore.
Both Autumn and spring. Its height and geographical position allows two seasons there landing this way. Nowhere else on Earth that happens Only here this place. This is dawn the very seconds those rays first hit. This is what happens next.

The first Westerly Rays of the Sun come home………

After turning around……………

And looking within……………

I shared this image and post into the worlds research community.

Those there seeing, reading, often of the importance to past cultures of that place …the first western shards of light first fall to Earth. I expected a reaction. However there was none. Just silence.

As always first to pick up on its being special came from within country here. Seems for the rest of the world it went right over their heads.
Tells me I have much work to do.

I remembered the words well.
We were sitting sharing a cuppa as I told of old Egypt’s love and dedication to this place. Your words::
This is the place where those from the stars first came.
In this place breathing consciousness into Man before returning back to the sky.
What it was they came in is still there, still working today.

Your words were true in so many ways.
Seeing it with my own eyes.
What they arrived in was still there and it did still work.
The passing down of stories in that eastern corridor had indeed survived.
It turned out to be those first Rays landing there in that spot.

I checked from there with compass and observing dawn from that very spot to make no mistake. A million times older than Stonehenge.

There it was still working like an ancient keeper of time….

All still hidden in plain sight….

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Those old Egyptians, they adored this place and the cultures …..Telling of it, they made for them their own version too; honouring all things here, and copying them back in Egypt. Telling of it in text for the next 3,200+ years – over and over so there would be no mistakes

In their minds seeing its power like the Lion as they were in old Egyptian times; plentiful all around. Feared, respected, strong and powerful.
Imaging Lion island as we call it today, as it was – a huge Lion.

Today, now we know. From the great sharing – giving us back the learning thru an understanding of the text of the Sacred Bambarra Forest.

When we turn our eyes to old Egypt’s text. The text even they cannot still can’t read.

There, we see their sharing and honouring of this place and not just once but many millions of times over and over. By the grace of Spirit the veil has been totally ripped off.

Today we can point to these things in fact, lighting the way by showing the stories of legend and lore as truth. In Egypt they imaged the ways of the first culture into every atom of their existence.

They feared but honoured too, the great serpent guarding that place

Here it tells of the journey following the Sun.

Or I could say ‘ Along with the Sun’.
Their Ruler at the time – his full name they used
Ausar Menes Osiris Narmer – often depicted with large private parts hanging down.
Showing him as the first main breeder as one might for a mating bull. Then going on to call him as the Bull often.

Their mythology tells he died whilst visiting here, and they buried him on the North West face of the island unto which to this day; each day, his Ba, the earth born part to his soul returns in those first Rays of light.

The text there reads:: Joined protected justified the one who is with Re in the Sun
But protected by whom?
Here it shows the crocodile tribes. Those of the people’s around -their shield markings still naming them that way today.

This image here – the vulture. To them is Mother. They called her Maree.
Honouring her above all earthly things. They saw Mother as the bringer of sustenance for life. The Sun gave life but she gave those things needed to sustain it. Maree Hathor.

To them both a destroyer and protector for cultures. Teaching, and knowing the great nature spirits have no right nor wrong to be judged from. Here he is from their mythology. The great spirit that once killed their ruler Osiris near the island.

But then here he is also protecting that place, doing both bad and good, as nature does.

Lastly the baboon image they saw in Thoth.
Seeing Thoth the teacher of language in paints.
The colours shapes and sounds from all things.
The sky the water rocks trees and moon.
The one leading Man to understand the world around him.
Thoth imaged as an animal. A part to the total of nature.
In nature a first preparation for the first teaching with those things placed there.
The natural formations, and the island naturally placed in the land.

From here as the first Rays of light touch the land. Passing over us to sweep across all lands – taking with it spirit from this first place. What it is that happens here – to then be first with affect for all things in its path across the globe?

It is in the very meaning of this place; and in the boomerangs coming from the discovery of King Tut in Egypt, where they were found waiting – within his tomb!

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A discourse of kind.
Framed from the words of Deborah Briggs Biami
In an echo from the past.

This is just the sentence where our creator brings us all together to walk the same path for an instant.

Gomeroi Murri like me just encourage others to remember some of our Ancient knowledge. Not all. Just the vital parts needed to rescue the planet from the plague known as man.

Adam Spencer, Yarrul Mariku, Julie Porter, Daff Sharpley, Judy Kaye Goomaroi.

We are members of Gomeroi nation. We lived with the dinosaurs. There is proof of this too. Check out the Diptrodon dinosaur. Coonabarabran information centre holds skeletal remains which include a Gomeroi spear mark in its tusk. Our survival and that of Mother Earth relies on your educating yourselves with our LORE and learning the truth that’s written on the walls all over the planet. Thank you Col am awe inspired

Colin::
The world over has always had a fascination for old Egypt. Lots of us are sharing that. The exotic along with the great mysteries of pyramids and things. Sadly more famous in the minds of Man than its traditional values today. Coming from the long Sharing.

The Sacred Forest is giving back. Rewarding the protectors there for the whole world to see. Moving this culture closer to the forefront in the minds of Man where it used to be.
Changing the stories given the kids.

Deborah Briggs::
They say our dream stories are just that… stories like a fairy tales, when in fact they are personal statements of actual events that occurred in time, and are like a legal statement that cannot ever be changed.

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And the world is gonna’ love this one.

When they realise they were looking at it all that while

Yes Deborah Briggs some of these depictions are a legal document made in their day still valid I guess.
Honouring this land its sovereignty
This next one just that.
The Ruler of Egypt declaring his all to Mother Mother.
On its other side declaring his nations intent to defend it.
A contract.

It went on, all Rulers having one of these. This same contract.
Honouring protecting this land.
Deneb his grandson had his own too.

Ramses too….

But now seeing also the deeper dimension….

Including this one going the other way.
There it reads THE HAROO PROTECT.
The caterpiller there that sounds As ‘Hh’ human.
The mouth symbol is RA the Sun.
Together giving child of the Sun.
The hand held hoe symbol with it means TO PROTECT.
It’s meaning :: to hard work as the hoe adding WITH GREAT EFFORTS.

THE HAROO PROTECT IS A STILL AN ABIDING CONTRACT THERE IN THE LAND RECORDED LEGALLY THRU DEEP TIME.

From here in Sydney Australia

And they did right up to now. Fighting with their lives today in the streets and highest Courts. It comes now a new front to more easily defend from…. Our shared past unfolding before our eyes.

Understand this from their most holiest tellings of the cave atop of Lion island.
They imaged it into a talking text in this way.
Above it. Telling of him as The Bull.
Remember the guy with big balls on the boomerang above. Calling him the Bull.
The same person losing his life nearby. Buried there- as said in their relevant text.

North West facing, on the Isle. His being there. Eternally his responsibility to defend it from the fiends who might stop the safe passage of the Sun. But the fiends weren’t actual people. How could people stop a star?

More characters from the earliest mythology.
Atmu the serpent who guards that place. He was just one.
But not real actually people, no. The cave its-self seen there.

It is in the image of the bold semi-circle with an added lumpy design to a shrine applied to its sides all about. This is the home of the Sun applied as if to a logo for it.

As it was and still is today.

Copying the natural headdress in the rock of the cave into the headdress of all Rulers for the next 2,800 yrs. …..Calling it the Niems Headdress and placing it for real and happening into the famous inventory Stella found by Petrie in the early 1900s in front of the Sphinx

The Valley of Whispering winds is Carrying the Truth as it is told to many and seen just as the Dreamtime has Unfolded to me. A part to the inventory Stella saying just that! Knowing that region as we do.
Swap in your mind these places, Horan-Hor-em Acket as Lion Isle .
The house he made for her is as the sacred Bambara text. The Temple of Isis.
The house for Henetsun is the smaller spread of texts. There! …saying so 200 Meters North West of the Glypths.

The old man on the North West side …It mentions this is the Bull again, even as Osiris – one of his names, the island being where it is south of Bambarra.
From site from the air …..demonstrable all on a One North West Line existing together.

There is no doubt. It is without question …this same place being talked off.

Within an evolution of evolving mythology a sharing from here evolved. From two cultures. Brothers and Sisters through several hundred years. It came to what I term as… The Gosford Event.

A tragedy as bad as bad-luck would have it.
A most adventurous Queen was lost there on her pilgrimage.
Lost in chaos far from home.
Bringing chaos reigning on Earth ….eternal and for all time.
In saving ….her soul lost to an underworld.
It was from this grew the text of The Sacred Bambara Forest.
The solution it preserved to her nearby eternal resting place.

Between the walls is not her tomb. It was never intended so.
As the inventory Stella of Egypt tells it.
The crevice is a temple honouring Mother in the land.

He built the temple to give him as high priest a status to do the rest as high priest.
Juggling lost souls. In his mind if he lost her to the underworld you and I today would still live in chaos. That’s how they thought. There by the grace of their shared culture using both their magic.

Inevitably hidden also in the hairline, out of plain sight

It was done, from there between the walls on the North West Line – the Hotep peace reigned…….until white fella come and shot a lot in the massacre everybody chose to forget. Until now !

Still long after this time the sharing went on.

Hundreds of years and many Rulers later I find them intimate with the very details of the place and the event, still honouring it with highest esteem in accord with their valued Dejed – strength.

The map I found first opening up the region to me. Was from Pharos Pepi. Long after the times of kings and queens. Still in that map in his time painted on his ceiling it shows they knew that place and everything on it, and having a good understanding of it. It may not mean much to most. But thru my eyes sometimes seeing things differently.

Knowing old Egypt’s ways of getting the best out of everything. Seeing into that something very remarkable. A name of a Man who was there, present at Bambara.
The same man …his name there. Unnoticed by all.
Right there seen in clear view if one could one begin to understand.
That one thru the sharing of Bambarra might know of the Man. THAMPHIS.
His fuller names Dejedthor THAMPHIS Makaure.

As Dejedthor, that same man – the high priest of Khuffu is there that day as between the walls. In the study of it, the unfolding of the greatest honesty in old Egyptian depictions. Throwing new light into the term. Its first use, not in text but pictogram instead.

What is above is same below it reads. Two maps. God they were good at getting the best always. Two maps, one a layout in the district if approaching from the westerly moving Rays of the sun. It’s logo images, mirroring in text the very things that can be found in those locations, stunning enough alone. However note the tiny dots hidden within the characters displayed. It is another map. This time turned upside and looking up to the very sky above. When in that place at that time as its maker was the two are the same. The dots filling out …played out in the night sky above. Two maps including text in one. All there. Just one more clue left by Dejedthor so we in our time would never forget.

The term lived on, its origin forgot. What’s above be the same below
Hinted at and guessed at since. I knew it as I saw it. Knowing how it was THAMPHIS, as I stood there for myself looking up from the very same spot he had.
Telling of it in his time as The Roof Of My Father, The House of Ra.
It’s was a very helpful map. I could not have done without it. Yet this was from a time way after Khufu, and there it was …the sharing still going on.

There he was the ladle balanced in his hand. The text symbol And sound value ‘Th’
Lower down the out-reached arm symbol for ‘A’
Under it the wiggle line sounded as ‘Mm’
Lastly, concealed to the undisciplined eye.
That hook staff on the right. It is the text symbol for a sound value of ‘Ss’, and placed as one thru my eyes immediately spelt THAMPHIS

The local tribes imaged in the crocodiles ….protecting.

The island, the place the Star people’s first came to Earth just as the culture has memorialised. There they are far from home painted on the image of the Isle in the Lion in Egypt. Two cultures two seemingly worlds apart, sharing the same mythologies

Mother in protector mode here. She bites.
Powerful in stature. Breastly nurturing and protecting them all.
Where the mother is seen at other times, more kindly bringing sustenance.
But here here mood is different. She is protecting, but large and ready to tear heads off. No-one enters this paradise of her land unless she grants passage.

Her story in lore as the seven sisters. The fallen angels from the stars in the sky above. As in the map:: As is above the same below in the night sky ….and in that place the Pleiades shone out.

Seshet the reborn into God status as a lost ruler there.
Kindly thru her grace, the great mistress was given an eternal resting place.
Mistress herself and now goddess of the sycamore forest.
Khufu becomes Sehset and a new goddess is born to a new beginning.
They buried her on the Isle alongside him ..the old man.
Both of them given a home with the Sun.