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10th January 2011, 17:53
Such an amazing path we have been set on. Each one of us discovering new and complex situations that involve all of us. This has brought us together.

If we are to get to the heart of the matter... we need to address our compassionate side.Intellect must be balanced with the heart or else we loose our Humanity.

With that said, i wish to say something to the 33..and of course to Charles.

Charles; i humbly ask that you step into the circle , show your heart and allow me to show you mine. i submit to the reality that we must now exist in. Thank you for your part in awakening so many. i wait for you , at your convenience

As the title alludes to, i wish to share a story i heard while in Africa..about 22 years ago.

The Wise Man of the village was approached by many members of the community. There was a teenage girl who lived amongst them who was out of control and very rebellious. The parents, relatives and other members of the community asked the Wise Man to help her.. He agreed.

The next day he walked over to the girls home. She lived with her parents and 7 siblings. As he got closer to the house he heard screaming "i dont have to listen to you!" "You better listen to me or i swear!!!...." He approached the door and knocked very hard. The screaming stopped.

The family welcomed in the Wise Man and offered him some tea. He asked to meet with each member of the family, alone. They agreed and all left the room , except for the mother. She proceeded to tell him about the disrespectful manor in which this child has treated everyone around her. each member of the family one by one spoke of the same misconduct.

At the end of the afternoon , The wise man had heard from all the members of the family and even some neighbors had stopped by. They all agreed, she was a fowl mouthed, disrespectful arrogant girl. He asked to see the teenager.

They went out back of the house to talk...The wise Man listened to all her complaints and did not interrupt her. They reached the fence at the end of the property, and the girl stopped talking. The wise man said.. Go, gather your family and neighbors.

They all assembled at the fence. the girl stood in the middle , fidgeting and feeling nervous. The wise man hands the girl a hammer and a box of nails and says... Every time you disrespect your mother , hammer a nail into this fence...Every time you swear or use foul tainted language...hammer a nail into this fence...Every time you lie to a neighbor ...Hammer a nail into this fence. For one month do this....and then we will all meet here again.

The group dispersed nodding heads and agreeing to meet in one month. That evening the girl yelled at her mother when she told her to do the dishes...she hammered a nail...The next morning she pushed her sister out of the way to get to the bathroom first...she hammered a nail...The nails got numerous.. once she had to nail 5 at a time. By the end of the month, the girl looked at the fence covered in nails. She knew what each one of those nails stood for.. she frowned and waited for the Wise man and the others.

The group , much larger now, stood once again at the fence. Lots of whispering about the amount of nails was shared by all..The wise man turned to the girl and asked, what does this fence tell you? i have hurt many people with my actions, she said softly, i want to change she replied with confidence.

The wise man smiled and said. For the next month, for every good deed you do, you can take away a nail Delighted by this positive turn, the group began to clap and sing! The girl was very happy as well to get this chance to change.

That very moment, she turned to help her elderly grandmother , as she had dropped her cane. The wise man handed her the hammer and smiled. After 3 weeks the girl had removed all the nails and the Wise Man called the group back to meet at the fence. As they all stood in front of the fence, the girl in the center of them, cheers of congratulations could be heard from all! The wise man stood silent.

He asked the girl, What does this fence tell you? That i have learned many lessons she responds confidently. No..he says.. look again..

The whole group holds their breath as the girl looks at the fence...she says...All i can see are holes??!!? Yes, says the Wise Man.. these are the holes, left by your hurtful actions towards the ones that love you, even if you have learned a lesson, that will never change.

The girl sat looking at that fence.. all night, as the group slowly dispersed..

10th January 2011, 19:37
The History of the Cross

A mystery that has fascinated African’s for thousands of years. Seen in cross section, this rather dull looking crystal shows a cross like pattern in it. It shows a pattern of the kind that our people of olden days used to call the perfect cross, or the cross of the sun.

Before I tell you more, I wish you to know that the thing known as a cross was not brought to Africa by missionaries, knowledge of the cross in its many forms, was here in South Africa from the remotest of remote times. It was already known to the mystics of Africa long, long before the Christian religion was established in Europe, and further more, the various types of cross were used by African healers and mystics for either good purposes, or evil ones. Africans believed that the cross, either made of wood, ivory or metal was a powerful object, possessed of great magic, capable of unleashing powers of healing, or renewing or powers of destruction and killing. There were three types of cross that Africans used for healing, there was the T-shaped cross known in Western mysticism as the tau cross, then there was the proper cross of the kind we are told Jesus was crucified upon. A cross with a long stem and short arms. Then there was the unsaid cross, known to white people as the Ankh, which many western thinkers wrongly assume to have been only known to the ancient Egyptians. This ankh was actually known by our people as the knot of eternity, or the knot of eternal life, and it was used even by Khoi San people, for purposes of healing.

The greatest users of the ankh, were the almost extinct Khoi Khoi or Hottentot people. The Khoi Khoi said that the unsaid cross represented their great sun god, Heitsie-Ibib. The zulus, Xhosas and the Swazis and other Ngoni speaking peoples of South Africa also believed in a sun god, who died each evening to be reborn again each morning. Who died each winter and was reborn again each spring. They believed that this beautiful son of God the Father and God the Mother whom they knew by various names, had lost his left leg in a savage fight against a terrible dragon, some say a gigantic crocodile which walked on its hind legs, its rear legs much, much longer than its fore legs. The symbol of this handsome God of the sun, this hero God and bringer of peace, was also the unsaid cross, Which the Zulus called Mlenze-munye. The Swazis knew him as Mlente-munye. The name Mlenze-munye or Mlente-mmunye mean the on legged one. The one with one leg. And incidentally, when Africans saw the cross which missionaries often hung around their necks, they immediately recognized it as the symbol of the eternal God with one leg who dies and is born again forever and ever. And they respected missionaries as messengers from this God. Which is why in some part of Africa missionaries were called a name which is also one of the many names of the African sun god, namely Muruti, which means the great teacher, a name by which Twana speaking, Owambo speaking and Sotho speaking people still call missionaries to this day.

Our people believed also in what they called the perfect cross, the most powerful cross of all. This was a cross that had all its four wings of exactly equal length. The cross of the kind that white people call the Celtic cross. A cross which is often imprisoned within a circle, with all its wings of exactly equal length, our people used this cross, drawing it in its many forms, healing some of the most horribly diseases to which the body is prone. Before a person was treated for cancer, the herbs, the powdered herbs which were to be used in this treatment, were first laid out on a piece of clean springbok skin on the likeness of the perfect cross, then spoon after spoon, they were taken and poured into a clay pot which had been blessed several times. There were forms of the cross, which unlike these which I have briefly described which were used for healing, were used for extremely destructive purposes and one of these is what the white people call the Saint Andrews cross. The X-shaped cross which even today we find teachers in mission schools using to mark a wrong answer written by a pupil in his or her exercise book. Africans believed that the X-shaped cross possessed great powers of evil, and they used it to put curses upon people.

It may be of interest to you to learn that when a Xhosa person from the Eastern Cape, says that you are crazy, you are mad he says, “Uphameene.” And the literal meaning of this word is, “You have a cross put upon you,” across which has made you cross witted, mad. In ancient times and even modern times, when a African artist, woodcarver or decorator of any kind draws a cross, he or she must take great care to only draw one of those crosses that heal and not to dare to draw, carve or render in beads, one of the evil crosses, because Africans say that the first person that gets affected by a negative engraving or a negative drawing is the artist himself. And the first person to be affected by a positive drawing or a positive engraving is the artist himself or herself

Credo (http://credomutwa.com/about/biography-05/)

10th January 2011, 19:50
Can anyone post any kind of update, or a link to one.

It seems that Credo Mutwa, and his affairs have fallen off the radar, both here and on David Icke's site.

I think his life is more valuable than that.

10th January 2011, 20:08
i agree Fred..

Credo's stories are priceless.. and Africa has so much more to share.

10th January 2011, 20:48
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From the Credo Mutwa discussion on Facebook by Howard Rotman: I am from Boston, Ma, USA, and have met Credo Mutwa over a 3 consecutive year period for 1 week each year.

My interpretation of the “overturned car” symbolism that Zulu High Sanusi, Credo Mutwa, joked about when he threw the bones for the Dalai Lama.

I suspect that the car calamity symbolism (overturned car) is connected to Credo’s friend, Dr. Mack, professor from Harvard, who was interviewed in 1999 for a documentary film about the Dalai Lama, Dalai Lama Renaissance, when he spoke about his conversations with the Dalai Lama about “aliens”, but the interview was not included in the final edit of the film.

The meeting between Credo Mutwa and the Dalai Lama in South Africa was on April 2000, where the car calamity symbolism appeared in the throwing of the bones by Credo for the Dalai Lama.

Four years after throwing of the bones in South Africa,on Monday, September 27, 2004, while in London to lecture at a T. E. Lawrence Society-sponsored conference, Dr. Mack was killed by a drunken driver (car calamity).

Credo (http://credomutwa.com/) is a world known expert on the subject of “aliens”, which perhaps in Christian Scripture are also known as “Dragon/ Serpent” dark side “POWERS”.

10th January 2011, 23:12
Great Zulu Shaman and Elder
On Alien Abduction & Reptilians

A Rare, Astonishing Conversation
9/30/99 by Rick Martin

By Permission from The SPECTRUM newspaper's Front Page story!
September 1999
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It has often been said that the Native Elders of any given tribe hold the keys to knowledge. This statement has never been more clearly confirmed than in the recent interview I had the great privilege to conduct with Zulu “Sanusi” (Shaman) Credo Mutwa, now nearing eighty years of age.

Through the efforts and assistance of David Icke, I was able to establish contact with Dr. Johan Joubert, who graciously coordinated with Credo Mutwa, thus allowing the interview to take place by telephone, literally half-way around the world in South Africa. We at The SPECTRUM would like to convey our deepest appreciation to both David Icke and to Dr. Joubert for their selfless efforts at getting this man’s Truth out to the world.

I first heard about Credo Mutwa five years ago, only at that time it didn’t seem possible to speak with him directly by telephone, as he lives in a somewhat remote area with no phone. When I heard from David Icke that he had spent time with Credo Mutwa and that he would be willing to speak with The SPECTRUM, well, that’s all it took. Through the wonder of the international telephone lines, on August 13 we had what turned out to be a 4-hour session! And no, we are not about to pare it down to “sound bite” size. The words he has spoken will appear completely and in full context, as is our usual policy-a matter of respect for the speaker as well as simply being good, honest journalism!

Credo Mutwa is a man whom David Icke describes as: “The most amazing and knowledgeable man it has been my privilege and honor to call a friend, a genius.” After speaking with Credo Mutwa, I couldn’t agree more.

I would like to comment that Credo Mutwa, while not a man of formal education, was kind enough and conscientious enough to spell all of the Zulu or African words, proper names, etc. for this article. Those of you who may be African scholars will find this level of accuracy more advantageous to your research than will the average reader, however such care taken by Credo is yet another facet of his honesty and precision.

If you feel that you have read some material lately that stretches your thinking and challenges some belief systems, this interview will take you one step beyond. As always, Truth is stranger than fiction. As well, Truth-or pieces of Truth revealed to any one of us-are part of a larger mosaic, and thus it is up to each of us to arrive at our own conclusions concerning the Truth that others have to share with us.

We are honored to have this opportunity to present Credo Mutwa’s experiences and knowledge with you. It is a most rare and much appreciated opportunity.

The astonishing information presented by Credo Mutwa is certainly thought provoking and far-reaching in both implications and scope. Once you read this information you will more readily understand why there have been attempts to silence him. Similarly, you will more deeply appreciate Credo’s courage for coming forth and speaking truth, no matter the consequences to self.

So, without further introductory commentary, let the interview begin.

Martin: First of all, let me say it is an honor and a privilege to speak with you, and I would like to thank and acknowledge David Icke and Dr. Joubert, without whose help we would not be having this conversation today.

Our readers are aware of the existence of the shape-shifting reptilian extraterrestrials, and what I would like to discuss with you concerns the specifics of their presence, their leadership, their agenda, and their methods of operation at this time.

So, the first question I would like to ask you is: Can you confirm that shape-shifting reptilian extraterrestrials do, in fact, exist on our planet at this time? And if they do, if you can confirm this, will you please be specific about them. Where do they come from?

Credo Mutwa: Sir, can your newspaper send people to Africa?

Martin: I’m sorry, can you repeat that?

Credo Mutwa: Can your newspaper kindly send somebody to Africa in the near future?

Martin: We are financially not able to do that at this time, but that may change in the future.

Credo Mutwa: Because there are some things that I would, please, like your newspaper to check-out, independent of me. You have heard of the country called Rwanda, in Central Africa?

Martin: Yes.

Credo Mutwa: The people of Rwanda, the Hutu people, as well as the Watusi people, state, and they are not the only people in Africa who state this, that their very oldest ancestors were a race of beings whom they called the Imanujela, which means “the Lords who have come”. And some tribes in West Africa, such as a Bambara people, also say the same thing. They say that they came from the sky, many, many generations ago, a race of highly advanced and fearsome creatures which looked like men, and they call them Zishwezi. The word Zishwezi means the dival or the glidal-creatures that can glide down from the sky or glide through water.

Everybody, sir, has heard about the Dogon people in Western Africa who all say that they were given culture by the normal beings, but they are not-the Dogon people are but ONE of many, many peoples in Africa who claim that their tribe or their king were first founded by the supernatural race of creatures that came from the sky.

Are you still with me, sir?

Martin: Oh yes, very much so. Please continue.

Credo Mutwa: Sir, I can go on and on, but let me bring you to my people, the Zulu people of South Africa.

Martin: Please.

Credo Mutwa: The Zulu people, who are famous as a warrior people, the people to whom King Shaka Zulu, of the last century, belonged. When you ask a South African White anthropologist what the name of Zulu means, he will say it means “the sky” (laughter), and therefore the Zulu call themselves “people of the sky”. That, sir, is non-sense. In the Zulu language, our name for the sky, the blue sky, is sibakabaka. Our name for inter-planetary space, however, is izulu and the weduzulu, which means “inter-planetary space, the dark sky that you see with stars in it every night”, also has to do with traveling, sir. The Zulu word for traveling at random, like a nomad or a gypsy, is izula.

Now, you can see that the Zulu people in South Africa were aware of the fact that you can travel through space-not through the sky like a bird-but you can travel through space, and the Zulus claim that many, many thousands of years ago there arrived, out of the skies, a race of people who were like lizards, people who could change shape at will. And people who married their daughters to a walking (extraterrestrial), and produced a power race of Kings and tribal Chiefs, there are hundreds of fairy-tales, sir, in which a lizard female assumes the identity of a human princess and poses as her, and gets married to a Zulu Prince.

Every school child in South Africa, sir, knows about the story of a princess called Khombecansini. Khombecansini was to have married a handsome Prince called Kakaka, a name which means “the enlightened one”. Now, one day while Khombecansini was gathering firewood in the bush, she met a creature called an Imbulu. And this Imbulu was a lizard which has the body and the limbs of a human being, but a long tail. And this lizard spoke to Princess Khombecansini, “Oh, how beautiful you are, girl, I wish I could be like you. I wish I could look like you. Can I come close to you?” said the Imbulu lizard woman to the princess.

And the princess said, “Yes, you can.”

And as the lizard, which was a taller one, came close to the girl, she spat into the girl’s eyes and she began to change. That is, the lizard suddenly changed into a human shape and this lizard began to look more and more and more and more like the girl, with the exception of her long, pointed tail. And then, with her sudden burst of violence, the lizard woman sealed the princess and removed all her bangles and her beads and her wedding skirt off her, and she put them on. Thus, the lizard became the princess.

Now there were two identical women in the bush, the shape-shifted lizard woman and the original woman. And the lizard woman said to the original woman, “Now you are my slave. Now you are going to accompany me to the marriage. I will be you and you will be my slave, come-on!” She took a stick and started beating up the poor princess. And then she went, accompanied by other girls who were bride’s maids, according to Zulu custom, and she arrived at Prince Kakaka’s village. But, before they reached the village she had to do something about her tail, that is, the shape-shifting woman had, somehow, to hide the tail. So, she forced the princess to weave a net out of fiber and she tucked the tail in and she tied it tight to herself. She now looked like a Zulu woman with attractive, very big buttocks, when seen from outside.

And then, when she arrived and she became the wife of the prince, a strange thing started happening in the village. All of the milk started disappearing because each night the shape-shifting princess, the false princess, used to release her tail, which used to suck in all of the sour milk through a hole at the tip of the tail. And the mother-in-law said, “What is this? Why is the milk disappearing?” Then, she said, “No, I see, there is an Imbulu amongst us.”

The mother-in-law, who was a clever old lady, said, “A hole must be dug in the front of the village and it must be filled with milk.” And this was done. And then, all of the girls who had come with the false princess were told to jump over this hole. One after the other one, they jumped. And when the shape-shifter was forced, at spear-point, to jump as well, as she jumped her long tail burst out of the net under her skirt and started slurping the milk through the hole, and the warriors killed the shape-shifter. And thus, the real Princess Khombecansini became the wife of the king-of King Kakaka.

Now, sir, this story has got many versions in it. Throughout South Africa, amongst many tribes, you’ll find stories of these amazing creatures who are capable of changing from reptile to human being, and from reptile to any other animal of their choice. And these creatures, sir, do really exist. No matter where you go throughout Southern, Eastern, Western, and Central Africa, you’ll find that the description of these creatures is the same. Even amongst tribes which never, throughout their long history, had contact with each other at all.

So, there ARE such creatures. Where they come from, I will never claim to know, sir. But they are associated with certain stars in the sky, and one of these stars is a large group of stars which is part of the Milky Way, which our people call Ingiyab, which means “The Great Serpent”. And there is a red star, a redish star, near the tip of this huge rim of stars which our people call IsoneNkanyamba.

Now, this star called IsoneNkanyamba, I managed to find its English name. It is the star called Alpha Centauri, in English. Now, this, sir, is something that is worth investigating. Why is it that well over 500 tribes in parts of Africa which I’ve visited in the last 40 or 50 years or so, all of them describe similar creatures?

It is said that these creatures feed on us human beings; that they, at one time, challenged God Himself to war, because they wanted full control of the universe. And God fought a terrible battle against them and He defeated them, injured them, and forced them to hide in cities underground.

They hide in deep cavities underground, because they are always feeling cold. In these cavities, we are told, there are huge fires which are kept going by slaves, human, zombie-like slaves. And, it is further said that these Zuswazi, these Imbulu, or whatever you choose to call them, are not capable of eating solid food. They either eat human blood, or they eat that power, the energy that is generated when human beings, on the surface of the Earth, are fighting and killing each other in large numbers.

I met people who have fled from the early Masaki in Rwanda, from years ago, and these people were horrified by what was happening in their country. They said that the slaughter of the Hutus by the Watusi, and the Watusi by the Hutus, is actually feeding the Imanujela, monsters. Because the Imanujela like to inhale the energy that is generated by masses of people being terrified or being killed by other people.

Are you still with me, sir?

Martin: Yes, I’m completely with you.

More here (http://www.metatech.org/credo_mutwa.html)

11th January 2011, 00:04
Wow, Celine and Fred. :)

Thanks a lot. You know how much I old this man in my heart and even more precious is his knowledge. It has to be shared. He risked his life and the ones beloved by him sharing his knowledge with us, the people.

By the way, this interview with Rick Martin is A MUST READ for all researchers.

Namaste, Steven

11th January 2011, 00:23

A shared love of this man is only one of the things you and i have in common dear friend.

*celine sings* Mon pays ce n'est pas un pays... c'est l'amour.

Please share with us any info you might know of about him. There has been little "new" news.

with love,

11th January 2011, 00:54
I will surely do Celine,

I have no new info on Credo. But all the information he has already given are quite alive in me, in my thoughts. Some ideas come back like leitmotiv. He insisted, many times, on the importance of South Africa. Like if there was something about to happen there that will be significant for the future. The Adam's calendar and Mike Tellinger works are certainly something crucial that tend to confirm the Sumerian Tablets. Will see as it unfolds.

Namaste, Steven

Lost Soul
11th January 2011, 01:21
Thanks for sharing Credo's lessons.

11th January 2011, 10:48
Thankyou Celine,

Credos stories are amazing and put a worrying perspective on world affairs.

A short quote of credo from the link you posted,
After he describes what and how they cure themselves he describes some of these creatures appearance.

Martin: When we were talking about the Greys, you talked about the Chitauli. You had described them, the reptilians-now correct me if I’m wrong-were you describing them as tall, thin, large-headed, large-eyed beings?

Credo Mutwa: Yes, sir. They are tall. They walk with a-you see, the Grey aliens walk with a jerking motion, sir, as if there is something wrong with their legs. But, the Chitauli walk very gracefully, like trees gently swaying in the wind.

They are tall. They have large heads. Some of them have got horns all around their heads. Now, let me express amazement, there exists-that in one of the films that recently appeared in South Africa, a Star Wars film, the latest one, shows a character EXACTLY like a Chitauli, exactly! It’s got horns all around it’s head. These are the warrior Chitauli.

The royal Chitauli have got no horns around their head, but have got a darker ridge reaching from above their forehead to their back. They are very graceful creatures, we are told, sir, but they have got-their little finger is a claw which is a very sharp, straight claw, which they use to punch into human noses, in order to drink human brains in one of their rituals.

Martin: Now, are they fair skinned?

Credo Mutwa: They are not pink skinned. They are white-skinned, like paper, almost like certain types of cardboard. Their skin is like that, it is the skin, definitely, of scaly, reptile-like creatures. Their foreheads are very large, bulging, and they look highly, highly intelligent.

Martin: Now, it’s been said-I’ve heard that these beings are very controlling and they thrive on “divide and conquer”.

Credo Mutwa: Yes, they do, sir. They set human being against human being. I could give you many amusing examples, using some African language, how the Chitauli are said to have divided human beings. They like-do you know who they like, sir? They like religious fanatics.

11th January 2011, 11:16
Thanks for sharing Credo's lessons.

You are most welcome.

here is a link (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?5261-Credo-Mutwa-Before-my-eyes-close-in-death&highlight=credo+video)to a video Bill did with Credo.

A call for change

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Great quote chelmostef.

11th January 2011, 11:24
Here is another quote from Credo Mutwa:

They believed that this beautiful son of God the Father and God the Mother whom they knew by various names, had lost his left leg in a savage fight against a terrible dragon, some say a gigantic crocodile which walked on its hind legs, its rear legs much, much longer than its fore legs. The symbol of this handsome God of the sun, this hero God and bringer of peace, was also the unsaid cross, Which the Zulus called Mlenze-munye. The Swazis knew him as Mlente-munye. The name Mlenze-munye or Mlente-mmunye means the one legged one. The one with one leg. And incidentally, when Africans saw the cross which missionaries often hung around their necks, they immediately recognized it as the symbol of the eternal God with one leg who dies and is born again forever and ever. And they respected missionaries as messengers from this God. Which is why in some part of Africa missionaries were called a name which is also one of the many names of the African sun god, namely Muruti, which means the great teacher, a name by which Twana speaking, Owambo speaking and Sotho speaking people still call missionaries to this day.


I remember hearing Credo saying words to this effect in one of David Icke's interviews with him, and came away with the feeling that our reptilian friends thus made it much easier for Africans to accept Christianity than it might otherwise have been.

11th January 2011, 17:23
Before my eyes close in death