Author: tinyhousecarpenter

Within their own stories passed down through the ages, it has been said that the forefathers of the United States of America’s First Nations people exist in the stones. What does this mean? Also, if there is any truth to this, how can it be measured, what is being measured, and against what, can it be measured? Hello. After decades of working in the Denver, Colorado area, I decided to take an extended break by moving to the Missouri Ozarks. There, while spending a few seasons observing the natural surroundings, I noticed a repeating pattern in the landscape. This repeating pattern is the subject-of-focus within the first chapter of the IndianRock.art story, which is tightly compressed within this report and represents only a small fraction of the discoveries made over the past couple of years, beginning 2023.

Imagine, within the clasped hand there is a geometric empty space, a measurable void. The following stones represent that void.

The 33-degree angle – Part1

Below are photographs that show a 33-degree angle formed on one edge of various types of stones. This is a small sample from hundreds of stones collected over the past few years that have this 33-degree angle.

If a stone, while being used as an applied-friction tool, is rotated within the hand, specific geometry will begin to overlap itself, giving the stone its final shape.

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The new star and anatomical proportions within the hand – Part2

For all to witness- the Star is reborn: a geometric form, perfected within the hands of the artisan. Thank you, God.

What some choose to see or not see, intentionally or involuntarily, is not the constitutional truth, regardless of the words written or spoken; instead, all is measurable, and through rigorous testing, truth remains constant. This process is of God and is righteous as such. A mind or nation existing without it will be blind, chaotic, and deceitfully diabolical.

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The Garden Site phase1 field study – Part3

The stones are part of everyday life, here in the Ozark Mountains. If you ask some of the locals about the stones, you’re likely to get mixed reactions. Many people curse the stones because they suddenly show up in their pastures or are found stuck in their mower blade, while others joyfully harvest the stones for various home projects. I met a lady that paints onto the stones what she sees carved into them and another lady selling stones and crystals at the downtown square. There is also a not-so-distant neighbor that stacks stones on his property as whimsical yard art, at the delight of the observant passerby. As for me, I believe that the stones are worked remnants from a very distant past: carved stone effigies and the tools used to carve them, buried and left undisturbed under most of the area that is the Ozark Mountains.

The lord guides my hands. I find the stones, and they find their place. I’ve witnessed it, time and time again. It all comes so naturally, as if I’m creating an already existing ancient history as I’m unearthing it.

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Preliminary conclusion – Part4

Within the past few years, I have taken a scientific approach to what can be described as God’ crash course 101: ‘the spiritual cultivation of the self’.

At the end of the day, the results of my efforts are whatever you see, but can be only one of two. That is the beauty of most things. It is that simple. Either what has been unearthed is just a pile of random stones, or it is, by all accounts: the discovery that is writing the lost chapter in the record of North American Indigenous ancestry.

Thanks for staying tuned in.