From the mind of an overly involved a/v guy during the 70s and 80s: The synthetic apparatus controls the mind of the collective, like a frog submerged in progressively increasing warming water. The water is beginning to boil yet the frog remains. Free yourself by realizing that the vice is not real, and that it is the attachment to the device; physically, mentally, and spiritually, that drives humanity to self-destruction. The normalization of the smartphone is the work of the shadow. I guarantee this as fact. Unfortunately, the time has run out. And similar to the sun’s evening rays, humanity has yet to realize that the sun has already set.
Find hope and salvation in preparation and the Christ.
IndianRock.art – first sketch after visitation in the grove but before discovery of the New Star.
The forces of the sun and moon upon the Earth are more impactful than originally concluded. Look for an earthquake, eruption, a wave, a storm. Look for a sign from God, in the days to come.
IndianRock.art – sketch of stone discovered that has a carved depiction of the sun and moon opposing each other. The sun utilizes the positive space of the stone, whilst the moon utilizes the negative space. The stone is also a pecking tool that shares a common shape with other tools used for pecking. In terms of categorial placement, this is a 3digit tool, meaning that it is held with the thumb and 2 fingers.
I recall, there were two visitations in my dreams. The first night was a woman. She was what I would describe as a beautiful mythologic Amazonian giant, seven to nine feet in height. The second night came, what I believe to be her husband. He came down on a fiery chariot. Slightly shorter than her, he was three times her weight. He was so mad at me. Quickly, I remember, I was on my back, he on top, as I attempted to fight. The weight pressed down so intensely, I struggled for every breath. He wielded a black dagger, a thorn. I remember his smile as he drove it into my flesh. Never in my lucid dreams has this happened. Then, he pulled the dagger free of my chest, peeled my skin and flesh away, smiled with gross intent, then proceeded to drive the thorn into my heart. I sensed every moment, as I felt death, my heart bleeding and the shadow overtaking. Luckily, as my cat does, ‘Luna’ woke me in my time of near-death.
IndianRock.art – The Thunder Beings Visions – Wakinyan tanka
Looking for truth, I wandered into a grove of maple and oak, likened unto a cave. There I sat in meditation, free of danger and fear. And in the quiet of the stillness appeared two spirits gleaming bright, radiating a peaceful calm. “Compare your hands against the stones.”, one said. I could barely see them as I tried, but the illumination was so overwhelming. “They won’t believe me, that I spoke to you.” I replied, with my hand shielding my eyes. And in response He said, “Look to da Vinci’ works.”
Could it be? Has God placed a stone for every soul, from the beginning of time to the end? And of the creatures, a place for them?
IndianRock.art – 180-degree rotate rock art – ‘The Creator and the creatures are connected. They, like Mother Earth, are precious and are in the protective hands of God.’
I have been gathering stones for a long time. The numbers run into the thousands. And glancing out across the land, I see the souls of millions. All of them are of stone, extremely ancient, and sacred. They call out, each having a different story to tell.
IndianRock.art – ‘Your fears become the steps that build courage.’
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.
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.
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.
IndianRock.art – Garden Site
IndianRock.art – Garden Site
IndianRock.art tool and sculpted surface
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.
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’.
IndianRock.art – Garden Site phase1 prehistoric artifact recovery
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.
IndianRock.art – stone tool shapes
IndianRock.art – stone #L4F11 – unearthed at Garden Site phase1 dig
