When Are The Anunaki Coming and Will They Bring Me 5G and a Latte?

We can't get out of the way of our arrogance.

Most of humanity falls into two categories: The first is arrogant enough to think we're the only intelligent species in a universe populated by more galaxies than there are humans, some of those galaxies being comprised of over a trillion stars.

The second is arrogant enough to think we're important enough for a species with an advanced enough technology to travel light years to visit us when we ourselves can barely get an unmanned drone to Mars without smashing it to smithereens.

And then, there are the very few intelligent and realistic ones like me who think we're toast, that our planet is worthy of visiting only in the interests of mineral and ore harvestation. Or that perhaps our planet or sun is an intersection or two-way gate for a wormhole connecting countless civilizations.

Truly, the progress of the human species is fit only to serve as a bifurcated object lesson, a cautionary tale, if you will, of how an intelligent species can waste to much godlike potential in such a relative short span of time. Because, honestly, folks, ask yourselves this question:

If you were a citizen of a superior and infinitely more ancient civilization capable of faster-than-light travel or the technology to master the use of wormholes and you'd arrived on this festering, warring, filthy little vale of tears dominated by a few hundred, wouldn't you step in and right things if it was within your capability?

After all, we're a species that can build skyscrapers over 1000 feet tall that others then knock down like juvenile bullies kicking down sandcastles on a beach.

We're a species that gives Congress an 11% approval rating yet will this November 6th reelect about 85% of it.

We're a species with such assbackwards priorities that it's literally easier to buy countless guns and thousands of rounds of ammunition online than it is to buy psuedoephedrine.

We're a species in which greed and the accumulation of more wealth than a human lifespan can justify has become a spectator sport.

We're a species that automatically forgets about the ultimate sacrifices made by our forebears to protect individual liberties that our governments then take away with our consent in the interests of presumed safety.

We're worth traveling millions of light years to visit, to guide, to improve upon?

Even if you were one of those New Age-y, cosmic bozos who believe in the Pleiadeans, the Family of Light, it's tough to swallow the theory that our planet is the focal point for a pending struggle that extends far beyond our galaxy, one in which the Zoroastrian struggle between good and evil will affect the entire universe, a struggle that depends entirely upon our waking up and finally tapping into our true potential, that we'll finally take our rightful place as warriors in the galaxy and universe.

That's the other kind of arrogance I'm talking about. An extraterrestrial intelligence traveling all that distance in the interests of helping us tap into that potential to defeat other superior extraterrestrial civilizations is like traveling from Massachusetts to Africa to enlist the aid of fire ants to defeat the Chinese.

Yet, when one looks at the ramping up of late of UFO sightings all around the world, many of the UFOs identical yet separated by thousands of miles, when we see many of these clips recorded by NASA itself, when one learns of those three giant pyramids found in the Antarctic and exposed through global warming, when one notices the uptick in meteorological and seismic disturbances (hurricanes, tornadoes, monsoons, tsunamis, earthquakes, etc), one cannot afford to be so dismissive of the Mayan calendar suddenly running out of days on this year's winter solstice.

We're killing each other off through declared wars, covert military actions and lone wolf shootings. And this may have something to do with increased solar flare activity, the larger than normal variance of the shifting of the magnetic poles (usually 25 miles a year but lately much more than that) or just a vague, atavistic human sense that something very large and important is just not right and that life as we now know it will end very abruptly.

And if and when the Anunaki return as predicted by the Sumerians, it would be in keeping with human arrogance that we'll assume we have something to teach them, something important to impart and that perhaps like the three Wise Men, they'll come bearing gifts like 5G or a new social networking site that'll enable us to completely bare our private lives while pissing and moaning about the lack of online privacy.

But that would be like termites telling contractors the finer points of house building.

I haven't much confidence we'll survive this year and if we do, it'll be in a far more compromised state in which we already helplessly find ourselves. Humanity has had tens of thousands of years to stake its claim, to make its case. Yet human history is an endless litany of self-centered atrocities in which the most overwhelming and ineluctable constant is that we never, ever learn from our mistakes, that history never counsels us.

And, either through extraterrestrial intervention or natural phenomena, something is going to have to break. We are reaching the end of the 26,000 year cycle known all too well by the ancients who had at their fingertips technology of which we can merely enviously imagine (such as that which built the pyramids, the realization of the 360 human senses instead of the five we officially recognize, the healing power of sound, to name just a few of countless examples). The 26,000 years is the number of years it takes for a star to make a full orbit of earth and we on our humdrum plant orbiting a humdrum star in the hind end of a humdrum galaxy are inextricably caught up in this cycle.

Some say we're at low ebb, at the end of the Iron age and that we'll have to painfully and slowly progress backwards through the Bronze, then the Silver before we get back to the next Golden Age. By the winter solstice this year, our planet and solar system will be in the center of the galaxy and if you don't think that fact alone is worth considering and that that won't affect the fantastically delicate balance of all the forces that sustains life on our planet, then perhaps it's better you don't waste your time reading this.

Unless we smarten up either on our own (which I don't see happening) or with some welcome or unwelcome help from superior and irresistible powers, I don't see us achieving another Golden Age, not as long as we keep ignoring what's important while allowing ourselves to be distracted by the tremendous trifles of political parties, reality TV and the latest gadget or fashion.