A Virtual Takeover

Hi everyone,

I know it’s been a while since you’ve heard from me and I know some of you are concerned. A lot has happened recently that I must share. For one, I have been locked out of all of my online accounts. Somehow, my emails, social media, personal, and even bank accounts have been compromised and taken over. I finally got my Facebook back last night after weeks of going back and forth with Facebook’s “customer service.”  I don’t know what is going to happen with my Twitter account. The only solution I have received, thus far, has been to open a new account. As for Instagram, I had to start a new account and I was told the original one would be investigated and (hopefully) shut down. Both my website and email were affected as well.

In addition to dealing with the virtual takeover my social media and communication channels, all of my personal accounts, including my bank accounts, have been compromised. As a result, I am in a financial mess. My accounts have been frozen pending further investigation and I have to go one by one to dispute the charges that were made. So, this is taking a while to sort through.

Dealing with this over the past weeks has been, and continues to be difficult. I cannot say for certain who was responsible for this but there is one thing I’m sure of. This was a deliberate attack.

As you all know, I am a very private person and I don’t like drama. When I face hurdles, I try to take them in stride and keep moving forward on the quest. However, this time I have to share a part of my battle, even if it means risking everything.

A few months ago, I was contacted by a law firm claiming to represent parties interested in the contents of my book, Land of the Watchers, the follow-up to my report, The Sumerian Controversy. I was told that I needed to submit my manuscript to them before publishing or “face harsh consequences.” I refused, and was threatened again. I contacted my attorney and he advised that I should simply change some of the names and details in the book so that it could be “inspired by actual events” and then it would be protected from litigation. I considered this, and moved on. Weeks later, I received an invitation to meet someone in L.A. to discuss the possibility of making a documentary about the subjects covered in both The Sumerian Controversy and Land of the Watchers. After some correspondences, I decided to meet the gentleman the first week in April. The meeting did not go well. I felt like I had been duped because of “arrangements” someone was trying to make for me to go to Iraq to cover the story. These arrangements were basically a scam so I felt as though I had wasted some time. I had some other business to take care of while in California, so I shrugged it off and went back to my hotel.

A few hours later, I received a call from the concierge asking that I come down to the front desk to pick up a letter. The only problem was, that no one in L.A. knew what hotel I was staying in. I picked up the letter. It was hand-written and only said “You were warned.” I got a little creeped out and left that very weekend. When I got back to Cleveland, I decided to forget the whole thing and move on. A week later, I couldn’t get into my email and everything else started to fall like dominoes.

I can't help but wonder if these events are somehow related. I don't know exactly who was responsible for this, but they've turned my life upside down. There have been moments these past weeks when I actually considered giving up my quest, but quickly realized that to do so would mean they win. I am forever committed to uncovering the truth behind archaeological anomalies suppressed by those seeking to manipulate human history. Between trying to recover my finances, reclaim my web presence, and catch up on messages, I have a lot of work ahead of me. It may take me a while to answer my emails and messages since I have so many backlogged. Thank you all for your patience during this trying time and thank you for your support and encouragement.

Earth Ancients Radio

Happy Saturday everyone!

Be sure to tune in to Earth Ancients today! I'll be on the first ten minutes or so to discuss my thoughts on the book Viral Mythology, for which I wrote the foreword, Collective Consciousness and Cloud Computing.

Then, be sure to stay and listen to my friend and colleague, Marie D. Jones discuss the book in greater detail. She did an excellent job putting this research together. Viral Mythology raises some of the most important questions of our time. I highly recommend it.

Earth Ancients will be on today at 10AM Pacific/1:00PM Eastern. Listen here.

Inspired by History: Painting my Office

I painted my office last Saturday. I combed over every paint swatch I could find to get something as close to Tyrian purple as I could. I love Tyrian purple, not just for its beauty, but for its role in history. In this colorful, often digital, world in which we live, it is easy to forget how lucky we are to have easy access to color. Tyrian purple walls in my office would have been a crime punishable by death, not to mention impossible, in antiquity. Why was this reddish-purple color so important?

Legend has it, that the color was discovered by Hercules’ dog. The dog found a snail during a walk on the shores of Phoenicia and after biting into it, his mouth was stained reddish-purple. Hercules’s lover, Tyrus admired the color so much, that she told Hercules she would only marry him if he gave her a robe in that color.

But the archaeological record shows that this reddish-purple color, called Tyrian purple, was first produced by the Ancient Phoenicians in the city of Tyre using the mucous secretion of small sea snails called Murex Trunculus and Purpura Haemastoma. It took at least 60,000 snails to make only one pound of Tyrian purple. When the Horites of Mesopotamia reached the Mediterranean, they described the shore as "knaggi" meaning, "belonging to (the land) of purple." This word became "kena" in Phoenician, "kena'an" in Hebrew and finally "Canaan," an Old Testament term for Palestine. It was the Greeks who applied to the Canaanites (with whom they first traded) the term Phoenicia, from the Greek "phoinix," meaning purple-red.

Its rarity made it very expensive in classical antiquity, costing its weight in silver. It was also the official royal color of the Ancient Roman Empire. Wearing Tyrian purple was reserved for royalty. During the 5th century, only the emperor could wear purple. Violators of this law were punished with death.

The color was a symbol of royalty, power, and privilege, not just because it was rare or expensive, but because it resembled blood. Scholars have been baffled at how ancient historians have described bloody battle scenes as being this particular purple, or how Homeric writings have also referred to blood as purple, rather than red.

After taking samples of the dye, the late Dr. William Harris, Prof. Emeritus at Middlebury College, studied the substance in comparison to human blood. What he found was striking. After viewing a film record of heart surgery, he noticed that the blood pulsing out of a cut artery was identical to Tyrian purple. Freshly spilled arterial blood has a bright shining, almost iridescent quality, different than when it begins to coagulate, resembling purple in sunlight. The royal accounts of blood spill being Tyrian purple were explained. Thus, the emperor’s robes were valued not only for their extravagance, but also their representation of the freshly spilled blood of enemies of the state; a symbol of power through the fear of death.

How amazing it is that in modernity, I can simply walk into a Home Depot and pay $43.00 for a can of Tyrian purple (or close enough to Tyrian) paint. There are so many things we take for granted. Throughout the majority of human history, the notion of cheap reddish-purple pigment synthesized trough artificial means and available to the masses, would have been crazy talk. Now, it is just another weekend project and pic to share online.

Brand New Website

Post by Heather Lynn.