The Temple of Karnac and Valley of Kings

My trip to the Pyramids of Giza came after four wondrous days in Luxor at the Temple of Karnac and the sacred tombs of the Valley of Kings. At Karnac I had spent enraptured hours walking though the immense ruins with rows and rows of towering marble columns and dozens of miniature sphinx's. I meditated in 3 very powerful and sacred chapels, each called 'Holy of Holys'. I was tingling with download. I resonated deeply to the Temple. Throughout Luxor guardian energies were abundant, some benevolent, some definitely not. Beware the Valley of Kings…King Tut prefers to be alone!

I knew the Temple of Karnac. The Temple complex was built with sacred geometry, straddling the omniscient Nile leyline. Precursor masons built esoterically with conductive granite, quartzite and marble. The antenna oblisques pierce the sky with phallic tips and radiate energetic sprays to the feminine sacred lake in the center ground. Yen and Yang circulate in balanced perfection. The Holy of Holys resonates with a contented hum alongside the banks of the serpentine Nile.

Egypt

I loved Egypt immediately. There was an appeal that pleasantly surprised me. It felt like home. I loved the narrow shop lined streets in the bazaar, with troughs of vibrant fresh fruit, aromatic bread shops, and bustling robed merchants. Strong fruit flavored tobacco wafted in pungent feathery plumes from the colorful water pipes being smoked in the open-air coffee shops.

Fertile land, living waters and ancient energies all are in balance. Ancient times cry through the thin veil of dynasties long past. Dramatic histories folded in echoes of the desert breeze. Sculpted Pharaohs rule from massive stone thrones, as if having viewed Medusa!

Laughter and smiling eyes were everywhere. Leyline country…that sense of balance and well being.

Cairo: Tyb's Journal

My flight from Luxor was about an hour. At the airport I had decided to hire an Egyptian guide for the Sphinx and Pyramids. It proved prudent. She turned out to be a graduate student and mother with a BA in Egyptology. En route to Giza, she told me of 'The Springs of the Holy Mother'. We stopped to see a shrine dedicated to Saint Mary and Baby Jesus, in a magical garden com Shrine where the Holy Family of Christianity had lived for over a year while escaping King Herrod's murderous decree. Legend claims a spring burst from a rock, by miracle to nurture the thirst of the Holy family. The living spring still flows. It is now a lovely enclosed park-shrine in Heliopolis.

After the brief foray, we began the 40-minute drive across the city to Giza. That proved an amazing trek on its own. The car unfortunately lacked an airconditioner. The heat I could bear, but the exhaust fumes were quite irritating. I managed to wet my bandana and use it as a makeshift air filter, quite to the amusement of my guide, Nadia. None the less, it worked. The modest fee for the tour-guide including transport was less than $50, which is only slightly more than a taxi would have cost anyway. Nadia exuded a wonderful wholesome vibration, and aided me tremendously in negotiating the entrance, obtaining the dozen tickets required and intricately detailing the history of every site in Giza….and I visited them all.

Giza in View

As our open air taxi reached the full panoramic view of the Pyramids, I sensed an audible buzzing sound. The energy jolted me. I literally felt the electricity of the circulating energy from a kilometer away. The hair on my arms stood erect. A sensation I would experience many times that day.

The panoramic view of the Giza Pyramid complex…. is stunning .It is beautiful, deservedly one of the original 'Seven Wonders of the World'.

The Pyramids are not obscured by a surrounding perimeter of mud huts and rabble. Indeed, some pictures taken from a specific, aerial view do offer a rather unflattering view of the Pyramids, with a rubbled section of Cairo in the forefront. These are illusive. A considerable spacing of several kilometers separates the city from the antiquities.

In fact the grounds of the Pyramids are National Trust property, well organized and tidily groomed. The pyramids are outside of Cairo, just beyond the east bend of the Nile, on the eastern extremes of the great Sahara desert. I have seen the western and northern Sahara in both Algeria and Tunisia, with golden sands and impressive 600-foot dunes. Here her personality is more subdued. The desert appears more of a high plane of granulated silt, tan in hue, but looking quite the part of a desert.

Pyramid Facts…

The Great pyramid is 451 feet high. Its top is a squared base, which is said to have held a pyramid capstone of jet-black obsidian, some 30 feet in height. (Drunvalo Melchezidak among others, claim the flat top at the summit, is flat by intent, and served as a base for an energetic disc, stored below it in a subterranean chamber.)

It ranked as the tallest structure on Earth for more than 4 millennia, only to be surpassed in height in the in the nineteenth century. It was once covered with a brilliant casing of stone to smooth its surface (some of the casing can still be seen near the top. The stone casing was polished white limestone. The sloping angle of its sides is 51 degrees and 51 minutes. Each side is carefully oriented with one of the cardinal points of the compass, that is, north, south, east, and west. The horizontal cross section of the pyramid is square at any level, with each side measuring 229 m (751 ft) in length. The maximum error between side lengths is astonishingly less than 0.1%. The sacred geometry of phi is apparent in its uniformity.

The structure consists of approximately 2 million blocks of stone, each weighing more than two tons. The area covered by the Great pyramid can accommodate 5 stadiums the size of the Astrodome. On the north face, is the pyramid's entrance. A number of corridors, galleries, and escape shafts either lead to the King's chamber, or were intended to serve other functions. The King's chamber is located at the heart of the pyramid, only accessible through the Great Gallery and a snug ascending corridor. The King's sarcophagus is made of red granite, as are the interior walls of the King's Chamber. Most impressive is the sharp-edged stone over the doorway which is over 3 m (10 ft) long, 2.4 m (8 feet) high and 1.3 m (4 ft) thick. All of the interior stones fit so well, a card won't fit between them. The sarcophagus is oriented in accordance with the compass directions, and is only about 1 cm smaller in dimensions than the chamber entrance. It might have been introduced as the structure was progressing. The ages of the Pyramids are a point of dispute. Some channeled sources claim the Great Pyramid was built 50,000 years ago. The psychic Edgar Cayce dated them to 10,000 BC. Conventional beliefs are 4000 BC. Take your choice.

Labyrinth, The Test

My first antiquity to visit was naturally the Great Pyramid. I gazed for a moment at its enormity. I recognized the importance of the moment. Then I began the climb to the entrance. Surprises lay in store, the serendipity of pentahedrons.

I quite expected, rather naively, to be able to walk to the Kings Chamber. The entrance was initially able to accommodate my height and girth, as I walked through what appeared like an eight-foot high arched grotto. After 150 feet, things got considerably more narrow. I had to wind around, ducking slightly and the groomed walkway became more of a rough tunnel. I eventually reached a narrow upshaft where I had to climb six feet straight up a metal rung ladder. This took me to another ledge with narrow sides and a low ceiling. I lost my feeling of comfort, and felt like I was spelunking. I experienced mild waves of claustrophobia, and that is atypical for me. These waves would soon turn into a powerful claustrophobic anxiety.

The ledge led to a small rectangular shaft, which inclined steeply up. I peered at the opening. It was only a few feet high and a few feet wide ! Surely that is not the way! All four sides were polished and grooved…but never intended for human passage. I had to bend down to my knees to look upward. The shaft inclined steeply upward for what seemed to be approximately the length of a football field….endless.

I was stunned that this tiny artery was the way to the famous Kings Chamber…and suddenly full of doubt.

I doubled over at back cramping angles, took a breath of stagnant air, and entered. I plodded up for a few meters. It was hot and I was perspiring heavily as I crab walked my way forward and upward…bumping my head on the 4 foot ceiling. Then I encountered a husky security guard scurrying rapidly down the dimly lit shaft. Oh no…two way traffic! I slowed him down a bit to say the least. We squeezed past one another in a process of squirming osmosis. Way too physical for my scruples.

After progressing about a quarter of the tunnel, I suddenly felt quite disoriented, and weak. Claustrophobia overcame me. Really overcame me, the wave became a tsunami. I could not continue. Dizzy and nauseous, it took all my strength to reverse myself and worm my way out to my starting point. I stood up, and gasped for air. I situated myself weakly on the ledge, and finished my remaining water.

At 6'5" and 270 pounds, I was really struggling…and uncertain if I could make it up the small shaft to the Kings Chamber. I felt sick and panicky. What lay before me was a laborious, contorted climb of approximately 90 meters, where I would be bent double. I couldn't do it. I contemplated quitting.

Angels & Goddess

Then a small group of energetic fifty-something German ladies popped up the ladder. Goddesses all. It took all my energy to move over to allow them to pass. The first one asked me in English if I was okay, and gave me a fresh bottle of mineral water. Flustered, I told her I did not know if I could make it up the shaft. She assured me I could, and after a few moments, urged me to go on up. She told me it would be worth it. "This may be your only chance", she said in a stern but supportive German accent. "Haven't you come a long way to see this chamber?" I was touched.

She paused a moment, patted me on the shoulder, and motioned for me to follow. I scraped up will, found my determination and followed her in.

The crab walk upward was hard. I was slowed considerably by negotiating the limited space to allow exiting visitors room to pass as they descended the shaft. I focused on the task, and counted my crab crawls in segments of ten. I had to block thoughts of getting trapped inside! Finally, I reached the end of the tunnel. I unfurled my bent chassis out of the ascension corridor into the roomier 'Grand Corridor'. My legs trembled in uncontrollable spasms, as I stood and took inventory. (Note to Self: Lose 35 lbs and get in shape before returning to Pyramids).

I had another lengthy upward walk, but this corridor offered max headroom. Grand indeed! This walkway had a handrail and steps for several hundred feet. At the top I saw another 4 by 3 tunnel. Fortunately it was a mere 50 feet. It led horizontally into the destination chamber. I crawled in one side & out The Kings Chamber!

I emerged soaking wet and exhausted, the tunnel trek had purged me, like a sweat lodge…both physically and spiritually. I wobbled to an unoccupied corner and plopped down behind the celebrated sarcophagus. I crossed my legs and leaned against the burgundy colored granite wall. It felt cool and comforting. I unwrapped two special crystals from my belt pack. I began to meditate.

Kings Chamber: Toning Activation

My head began to clear. In the dim yellow light I saw the vibrant group of German ladies I had met was situated around the sarcophagus in the lotus position. As if on cue, one of them began to tone with an angelic voice. A golden melodious tone of the powerful omm penetrated the chamber. What incredible acoustics! The other ladies joined in perfect harmony. Their voices were professional caliber. The sacred tones immediately activated an energetic response from the Pyramid. I received the energetic response through my crown chakra like an electrical jolt. My energy surged. The frequency of the room shifted dramatically. A 'Pyramid-Presence' was clearly reacting to the sacred omm.

I knew the seven or eight 'tourist' standing around the chamber edges felt the dramatic quickening of energy that occurred with the toning. Almost instantly all but two departed. Two young seekers, both male, sat down against the wall.

Over the next twenty minutes, I experienced a vibration of pure energy. Amazingly, no one else entered for the period of toning. I was very aware of a male female balance that had 'occurred' with the feminine energy encircling the sarcophagus, and the three males, that occupied spaced on the outer wall.

A River of Light

My senses were vaulted to an area of light. I did not go into vision, rather to an area of pure energy, of bright light. I had no thoughts, said no prayers, I simply WAS. I became part of a 7 piece receiving unit that conducted and transmitted a flow of incredibly pure energy. My vibration lofted to pure joy. All seven of us in that room melded without speaking. The toning combined with a perfect balance of male/female energy had triggered a tremendous healing frequency for all of us. I was blessed to be inside with this group. Alone, I would not have experienced this activation process. I had not known the toning trigger, but had unmistakably felt the shift reaction that occurred when specific notes of the omm were voiced.

After twenty minutes the toning stopped. The group leader directed the ladies to form a standing circle around the sarcophagus, and then she lay inside. After a few minutes, she left and another went inside. I understood the sarcophagus to be the energetic center of the pyramid chamber the point in which the 3 star shafts converge to a precise point. I joined them. When my time came, I laid inside on my back, knees pulled upward to allow the fit. I held a crystal in each hand, directing them to absorb. I prayed deeply. A river of light ran through me. I remained inside one brief eternal moment. It was complete. After I exited, the Goddess group waved goodbye. We had shared a magnificent experience. I am so grateful to that special group. I never knew their names. The Queens Chamber was next.

The Queens Chamber

The path downward involved more contorted crawl-walks, but my energy was peaking. I arrived without a struggle. The Queens Chamber had vaulted ceilings, and a dramatically different resonance. I felt very comfortable, and began a baritone toning instinctively. I experienced a state in which I saw light sparkles and geometric patterns as opposed to one sheer bright flow. The energy was oscillating and I knew this was in the downward flow of that magnificent stream, with a balancing female, recharging pocket.

Rejuvenation

In the midst of this energy, I felt a physical floating sensation. The energy stream felt more dense, almost wet. It oscillated in an explosive, orgasmic flow of bluish white energy flow, my body felt invigorated. In fact I became suddenly aware of the sensation of physical arousal…even though my mind was in a detached, thoughtless state of almost perfect nirvana. Every chakra, every energy receptacle was being recharged. I was in a place beyond my body, observing it all. Incredible rejuvenation on every level.

I hardly recall the exit trip. My legs trembled a bit, but my energy was resurgent. There was no fear of confined space, only the tranquility and serenity that comes with purge and profound renewal.

Rebirth

I finally reached the entrance walkway, and burst out, as if exiting the womb, reborn to the day and beaming sun.

I was indeed, blinded by the light.

I sat alone on an isolated creviced block of the Pyramid entrance for a brief eternity after exiting. My mind still swirled in an altered state. I felt moved to tears. So much more had happened than I had expected. I had been mentally unprepared. I wept deeply, and released a lifetime of forgotten pain. The dam burst and water flowed clear.

When I came down to earth, Nadia never seemed to notice my recent emotional state. Perhaps the raybans helped. Drained, I felt the joy that comes after clearing. My God what a place!

Infinity Energy Flows

So much has been written about the Great Pyramids, pyramid energy, there purpose and origin that I am reluctant to write any thing other than my own experiential impressions, toned with the disclaimer that I consider myself a student of spirit, by no means a master. My impressions are a work in progress. I have traveled tens of thousands of miles over the work the past 25 years, usually alone. Life has been my greatest teacher, and the Living Earth both my classroom and equation.

These are my thoughts…

The energy of the Great Pyramid is certainly alive, and self-aware! It responds to keyed intents and triggers, including toning, and varied meditation techniques. It can be used in a great diversity of modalities. These vary from healing, meditation, rejuvenation, communication, interdivisional travel, and generation of power. It is a stargate portal, a multi faceted vortex and self-amplifying energetic generator.

Its effect was penetrating. The Pyramids respond to intent.

The circulating energies are centered in the Kings Chamber, and pinpointed into the sarcophagus. A unique recharging quality exists below is in the Queens Chamber.

The Pyramids are set in a direct path of the Nile Leyline, and once contained a cross ley line from the Atlantean continent. That line is no longer in consistent function, yet I sensed its energy.

The pyramids have a dynamic energy flow of four lateral helixes. These are not exactly vortexes in the usual sense, but they are circulating energies. More accurately stated, I see two 'figure-eight' flow patterns. The energy enters on all 4 circles from the top third of the pyramid, through the King and Queens Chambers then circulates out through the ground and back up. Each circle is a centered lateral intersection of the 4 sides. The two 'figure eight flows are individually flowing from the four cardinal directions into the Kings Chamber...One north to south, representing male energy, the other east to west, representing female energy. The flow north to south is the strongest, due to the shifting of leyline spacing and the fact that the Nile ley flows south to north.

Above the pyramids, there is a precise double rimmed electromagnetic (in and out) vortex. Moving counter clockwise on the outer rim and clockwise on the inner rim. All of the pyramids are incorporated in this upper portal and vortex.

I also feel a connection specific axial connection for the electromagnetic grid (not the light grid) to be somehow anchored within the Great Pyramid vortex. I do also feel the light grid and gravity grid have key apex points at this great vortex-portal.

In Closing

I visited many wonderful sites in Luxor and in Giza. My days flowed from dawn till dusk. I specifically did not speak in detail of the Sphinx, or the other two pyramids, as these will be covered later. The other pyramids must not be over looked. . (This will come later). When I visited the Pyramid of Menkaure I had a very very powerful experience, similar to what I felt in the Queen's Chamber. Amazingly I encountered two angelic ladies, toning in the lower chamber of this Pyramid, late in the afternoon, and had a potent energetic influx.

Egypt is the site of several other sacred sites I feel drawn to, including Mount Sinai and Aswan. Giza exceeded all my expectations. The grace and regal majesty of the Pyramids is unquestioned. Giza is ancient Memphis….and Memphis is ever home to the King.

I am still in download from my experiences of the Pyramid, though my visit occurred 12 months ago from the time of this writing. I expect I will remain in download for some time to come.

" Man fears time…but time fears the Pyramids"
Arabic Proverb

And so it is.
Tyberonn © April 10 2002

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