Journeys Beyond Antartica

 

In (date removed), I was fortunate to join the famed mission of General Byrne beyond Antartica. It seems my credentials as an exoethnologist had impressed someone in high places and I was invited to tag along the expedition.

We were under strict orders of secrecy. The mission’s official intent has never been divulged but General Richard Byrne kept diaries in which one can find some revelations about the lands beyond the pole. On one occasion we intercepted some bizarre radio transmissions in an unknown language. They originated well beyond the current no-fly zone of Antartica (as defined by international treaties). We also observed some very curious saucer shaped discs that followed us for days on end.

Our modern maps are not truly accurate. Several islands are not reported on maps because of secret international treaties. These areas, some privately owned and law-less, others organized in elaborate communities but lawfully terrae incognitae. Unknown to most heads of states and many intelligence agencies have never even heard of them.

There is also, as reported by General Byrne in his diaries, a land beyond the south pole and even other continents. Some have a highly advanced technology.

I have as part of my travels, including several intra-dimensional journeys, learnt of many such wonders which, for now, must remain the rare secret of a few initiated travellers who, like myself, experienced worlds beyond the scope of current human knowledge.

Trust, my dear friend, that our Earth still has secrets to unravel. Many more than even I can imagine.

Venture outside the known world whenever you can. You shall perceive the true wonders of our world. They are plenty.

Sincerely,

Jacques Macquouilles

Other revelations from the travel diaries...

Around (date removed), my perpetual quest for ethnological curiosities had led me to the area of Shantarma. 

I was part of a battalion stationed there. As a major in Ethnology, I had volunteered. If you know anything of the strange wonders of Shantarma, you will, without a doubt, agree that my curiosity and thirst for knowledge could not find a better use.

I was first introduced to two huge skulls, both about the height of a man’s shoulder. My orders were pretty strict and I was not allowed to venture into the area without the appropriate armed escort.

I observed the skulls on several occasions. They were of bones, without a doubt. One male one female. The proportions were the same as a regular human skull except a noted overgrowth of the amygdalae and of the pineal gland. Also a small opening in the middle of the forehead, about the size of a chick pea.

The whole area had been in partial lockdown due to some non-authorized planes flying over. We had strict orders of secrecy. No photos allowed, etc.

I was also lucky, a few years ago to observe the chamber of Ellianty, which is located below Gizeah’s sphinx. I was stationed near Cairo and obtained access to this area once again because of my Ethnological and ExoEthnological research.

The entrance was, at the time, on the top of the head, fully exposed. It has since been blocked up. Also because of un-authorized flying engines. We went down at an angle of about 20° but still relatively safe. After a while, about 25 metres down there was a square area and then some beautiful steps that seemed sculpted out of jade stone. Unexpectedly, we then reached a fully lit chamber.

Words cannot tell you the nature and beauty of the artefacts deposed in there.

I fear too much details would expose you and I to unnecessary threats considering the nature of the said artefacts.

There is another chamber which I was not allowed to visit. Below the largest pyramid. That one that Thoth himself built and blessed. It holds, they say, even greater wonders.

I know, my dear friends, you will, no-doubtedly take care of these revelations.

May they be used for Good and reach those who are destined to hear or read them.

In Light,

J. Macquouilles

The Priory

 As an ex-Commander of the Order of the Leaf & Rod, I had been put in place to oversee the Priory of Shekatzee, the last city before Agartha.

My role consisted mostly of overseeing the security around the perimeter of the actual entrance.

If you have visited Shekatzee, or at least heard of its reputation, you will know that the place known as 'Doors of Agartha' is not a legend. It has been documented in sacred  and esoteric literature since the XIV century. 

Situated in a hidden golden chamber at a local monastery, it can best be described as a swirling wind. If you throw anything into it...it just vanishes! - A phenomenon witnessed by myself on several occasions.

It is said to be a direct transportation device that takes one directly to the secret city within. The sacred kingdom of Agartha.

The Priory of Shekatzee had, at that time, the juridiction over all the temples in the valley, including the sacred monastery that houses 'Doors of Agartha'.

I cannot confirm or deny that this magical place indeed enacts as a tele-transportation portal. It is not within my role to address this.

The 'Doors of Agartha' is one of the world's most secret places. Along with the interdimensional portal of Shaidyah in the Middle East and the large spaceship gateways of central Australia.

The Priory of Shekatzee was in charge of this magical, mystical place, up to very recently.

Some military and political instability in that part of the world has, unfortunately rendered this beautiful valley 'out of boundaries' until further notice.

The Priory of Shekatzee and its domains are not a property of our Order. They have never been.

We, however, took it upon ourselves to ensure the peace and security of this noble domain  for the well being of All.

J. Macquouilles 

Almost Normal

 

We followed the northern lights until the base of the Aurealis. North all the way!

As expected, we found the hole.

Although we knew, we could hardly distinguish whatever went on down below.

A bit of fog. Greenish. Upward spiralling over the neat, sharp edges of the hole.

We believed.

We saw.

We found a way.

(You may!)

Some noises. A thumping? And the swirling winds and the echoes they generated.

We knew, as per the map, where to find the way down. 

A broad stairway. Around the hole in concentric circles.

All the way down. Hard to explain.

Hell is not this way to be found.

I shall not say more....

And the long echo bouncing from wall to wall.

City of Agartha.

Land Number 2.

Easy to find....

So long as the purpose may be high

Already There

Our little dream world has been so hard to find!
I have doubted and changed my mind
As to what and where
And which way
Is preferable


But my steps kinda knew the way
And I just followed wherever the wind was blowing

Our little place is hard to find
Half of your folks don't even believe
But there and then and out of the way
Our little world spins around
The green sun, the new sky

But my path was light and straight
And I always got water whenever, wherever
And I never got hungry

Happy are you,
Dear traveller

As my words will mark the way
And you'll know it is there
Like our god once whispered the dear secret


We are here
The city's cozy
Not too big
Not too crowded

And the green sun is always there
May you paths
Lead the way

To all the seeker who'll come after
After
And after
All the way
Down to the weakest
The meekest
The last one in line


Our city is fine
Our world is secret

'Welcome!
May our hand carry you!'

Road to Agartha

No-one knows how long I've walked
But I sure walked a long while
But the realms I went through
Each taught me something new 
About the world
And on the road to Agartha
Through Land Beta
And into Island Alpha
On tiny winding mountain roads
In the pit of a deep waterfall
Resting place of loving friends
Here on the road to Agartha
Through London town
And in the depths of the undergrounds
Cities which name is not well known
Rests a place where lovely birds fly in circle
To better view their loving land
As far as eye can see
I can see
You and me
You are with me 
And in the depth of Planet 1
There goes the road to Earth II, the second.
And then, who knows...
Maybe another layer of inhabited lands
Waters above?
Unknown to most
But to the many
Who have travelled with thee
You will tell us
Lead us surely
As it is thy voice that led me
...
Professor Jacques Macquouilles
Explorer of Old Worlds and Seeker of New Ways
Today

Island Beta

Next, we landed smoothly on a large island. It was circular and surrounded by trees. 

We’d heard this was a perfect place as all inhabitants lived fulfilled and in harmony with the Gods. Peaceful. Hidden from travellers but fully visible to anyone with a heart.

In the center of the island stood an enormous woman. She was about one storey high and large flaps of skin were covering her body. Around her, hundreds of men and women were dancing. Enthralled. Raptured. Blinded by the yellow-green light exhaled by the Queen. Entranced by her slow back and forth rocking. Aromatic bushes were being burnt all around in golden vats. Maybe as an offering. 

The gigantic female was fully naked and the contours of her body blended with the surrounding rocks. So much so that it was difficult to tell where the Queen ended and where the ground started.

We sat at a distance and watched. The worshippers seemed totally oblivious to our presence. They continued whirling in circles until night fall.

A damp sudden silence fell onto the island as the light was fading down and the night advancing.

A thunderous flash of lightning suddenly lit up the dark sky, taking us by surprise.

As if this was a signal, the islanders shed off their gowns, their larges flowing robes and began a strange naked parade.

After a while, we noticed that their limbs were taking the appearance of tree branches. Their skin was gradually turning black and became hardened. They did not seem incommoded. In fact, as their body stiffened, as they movements got slower, as their feet rooted onto the ground, we could hear them laughing with delight. They were now one with the island. 

As for the Mother-Queen, she was no longer there but we understood why.

We observed the scenes until the morning.

When the light came out again, the islanders put their sacred garments back on.

The Queen was content. 

The dancing began.

Prof. J. Macquouilles ⚔ Agartha-Alpha Land, today 

Land 1

After the first island, which had given us little surprises, we landed safely in a nice bizarre island.
The place, approaching from space, had looked for an instant, like a concave ball.
I know that's kinda hard to imagine. But there's no debating here! It totally looked concave when we landed!
What surprised us was a long, inviting trail. Reddish in colour. Inviting. It started EXACTLY where we landed and was all straight into the horizons. There were pink labia on both sides of the trail. Kinda creepy! We walked for a long while. The land here was amazingly spherical. I mean: REALLY spherical. But...concave. I guess it's a matter of perspective. To someone say, ball shaped, it might have appeared completely flat. To someone concave it would probably appear convex, etc.
The inhabitants were attracted in masses towards our little crew. They were worm-ish and purplish and they advanced in a curious manner: Rolling and crawling at the same time. They were not at all frightening. Gelatinous, yes. Slimy, totally. But truly inoffensive.
Weird place! 

The red carpet was quite a long way to walk. We were ok though.
We finally got to a silvery circus-like ring.
It was huge. Honestly.
We sat there. Hoping to see something worthwhile. After all we'd walked for what seemed like a long long time. The rest was even weirder.
We slept there and when we awoke the whole land had turned green. It was sheer and solid. It looked kinda like a big emerald. It sure seemed very bright and medium green. There were also some bizarre orange-fish hues. 

Was the ground really red? I can't recall for sure.
The tongue-like path had totally disappeared.
I know at this stage some of you are gonna be like: 'Not buying it!' or 'You making the shit up!'.
I tell it like I remember it! My memory may not 100%, I admit.
The following day, the purple sausage-like worms that had seem friendly the day before, now swerved menacingly, hiss and spitting to freak us out. We ran out all in different directions. The whole shit was getting reaaally spooky!
They call the place "Avaland". It's not on your maps.
I tell it like I remember. Take it or leave it!
I don't know how we got there either but next thing, we were all sitting quietly aboard the Oriflamme. Our blessed ship. A bit concussed but generally ok.
That place was Avaland, also called Conkavika or Haberys.
I enjoy sharing memories with you as they come up!
I tell it straight up, as I remember it. You know that, guys!

I'd never lie to you.

Prof. J. Macquouilles ⚔ Agartha-Alpha Land, today 🛡

The Ending

- The Travel Diaries -

of

Jacques Macqouilles 

Finally home!

Dear Reader, 

You will find here my recollections of the hundreds of years I have spent travelling to distant places in and outer-Earth.

Please accept my testimony with an open mind.

Have fun reading, Like I've had to write!

Your Distant Traveller Friend,

Prof. Jacques Macquouilles

Mount-Regal Ashram

Agartha, Alpha Land

Inner-Earth

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